Banks of the Lee

Lyrics

Oh! The banks of the Lee, the banks of the Lee
And love in a cottage for Mary and me
There’s not in the land, a lovelier tide
And I’m sure there’s no one as fair as my bride

She’s modest and meek, there’s a down on her cheek
And her skin is as sleek as a butterfly’s wing
Her step would scarce show on the fresh fallen snow
And her whisper is low but as clear as the spring

Oh! The banks of the Lee, the banks of the Lee
And love in a cottage for Mary and me
I do not know how love is happy elsewhere
I do not know how any but lovers are there

So green is the grass, so clear is the stream
So mild is the mist, and so rich is the beam
That beauty should ne’er to other lands roam
But make on the banks of the river its home

When dripping with dew, the roses peep through
‘Tis to look in at you they are growing so fast
While the scent of the flowers must be hoarded for hours
‘Tis poured in such showers when my Mary goes past

Oh! The banks of the Lee, the banks of the Lee
And love in a cottage for Mary and me
Oh! Mary for me; oh! Mary for me
And ’tis little I’d sigh for the banks of the Lee



Song Clip


County

Cork

Song Themes

Love and romance

Songwriter

Thomas Davis