Rose of Ardee


When first to this country, a stranger I came
I placed my affections on a comely young dame
She is neat, tall and handsome, in every degree
She is the flower of this country, the Rose of Ardee

I courted my darling at the age of sixteen
Her waist, it was slender, her carriage genteel
’til at length a young weaver came her for to see
He stole the flower of the country, the Rose of Ardee

My curse, I would give unto any young man
That would place his affections too much upon one
They will sit and drink till your money is gone
And then they’re away with some other young man

I will go to the army, a month, two or three
And some bonny lass, I will chance to see
Still hoping hereafter to me she would prove kind
And I will banish you, Nancy, quite out of my mind

When I get my week’s pay to the tavern I will go
I’ll call for strong liquors and drink my heart’s woe
I will call for strong liquors and this I will say
My curse on you Nancy, you have led me astray




Song Themes

Love spurned