Mayo Rosaleen
Lyrics
Strolling round the Westport fair
Early in the forenoon
There I spied a maiden fair
Rosaleen of Killadoon
Men ye sing of girls from Clare
A flower here, a rose from there
The fairest rose that ‘ere has been
My own dear Mayo Rosaleen
CHORUS
Love her still; always will
She’s my queen, my Mayo Rosaleen
‘ere the evening closed the day
I asked to see her father
The sinking sun was on Clew Bay
I swore I’d wed no other
He told me I might dare to hope
If I could win the heart of
the fairest rose that ‘ere has been
My own dear Mayo Rosaleen
Chorus
So I won and lost her
To the arms of death’s deep slumber
Rosaleen, I’m lonely now
And so the days I number
Men ye sing of girls from Clare
A flower her, a rose from there
The fairest rose that ‘ere has been
My own dear Mayo Rosaleen
Chorus
Songs of Mayo
