Cara Dillon - Erin The Green lyrics

Oh draw near each young lover Give ear to my story that bears my sad mournful tale Come and join me in chorus and lend me your pity Whilst I my misfortune bewail The grief of my poor heart no tongue can disclose My cheeks are now pale they once bloomed like the rose And it's all for a young man whom I do suppose Is now far from sweet Erin the Green Now when we were children We walked out together along the green meadows so neat And although we were childish we loved one another Whilst gathering the wild berries sweet It was to sweet Garvagh where we went to school He was first in his cla** and correct in each rule And I cheerfully walked home by Kilnacoole With the flower of sweet Erin the Green Oh his head on my breast And he used to reposed each evening under the shade A song in my praises my darling composed And he styled me the cool Derry maid At the time I denied him I'd die for his sake It was little I thought my denial he'd take Oh but my own misfortune I made a mistake When he left me on Erin the Green