Nice little Jane from Ballinasloe

Lyrics

You lads that are funny and call maids your honey
Give ear for a moment, I’ll not keep you long
I’m wounded by Cupid, he has made me stupid
To tell you the truth now, my brain’s nearly wrong
A neat little posy who does live quite cosy
Has kept me unable to walk to and fro
Each day I’m declining, in love I’m repining
For nice little Jenny from Ballinasloe

It was in September, I’ll ever remember
I went out to walk by a clear river side
For sweet recreation but to my vexation
This wonder of nature I quickly espied
I stood for to view her an hour I’m sure
The earth could not show such a damsel I know
As that little girl, the pride of the world
Called nice little Jenny from Ballinasloe

I said to her, ‘Darling! this is a nice morning
The birds sing enchanting, which charms the groves
Their notes do delight me, and you do invite me
Along this clear water some time for to rove
Your beauty has won me and surely undone me
If you won’t agree for to cure my sad woe
So great is my sorrow, I’ll ne’er see tomorrow
My sweet little Jenny from Ballinasloe’

‘Sir, I did not invite you, nor yet did I slight you
You’re at your own option to act as you please
I am not ambitious, nor e’er was officious
I am never inclined to disdain or to tease
I love conversation, likewise recreation
I’m free with a friend and I’m cold with a foe
My virtue’s my glory and will be till I’m hoary’
Said nice little Jenny from Ballinasloe

‘Most lovely of creatures; your beautiful features
Have sorely attracted and captured my heart
If you won’t relieve me, in truth you may believe me
Bewildered in sorrow till death I must smart
I’m at your election, so grant me protection
And feel for a creature that’s tortured in woe
One smile it will heal me; one frown it will kill me
Sweet nice little Jenny from Ballinasloe’

‘Sir, yonder’s my lover, if he should discover
Or ever take notice you spoke unto me,
He’d close your existence in spite of resistance
Be pleased to withdraw then, lest he might you see
You see he’s approaching, then don’t be encroaching
He has his large dog and his gun there also
Although you’re a stranger, I wish you from danger’
Said nice little Jenny from Ballinasloe.

I bowed then genteely, and thanked her quite freely
I bid her adieu and took to the road
So great was my trouble, my pace I did double
My heart was oppressed and sank down with the load
For ever I’ll mourn for beauteous Jane Curran
And ramble about in affection and woe
And think of the hour I saw that sweet flower
My dear little Jenny from Ballinasloe


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County

Galway

Song Themes

Love spurned

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