Johnny was born in the mansion Down in the county of Clare Rosie was born by the roadside Somewhere in County Kildare. Destiny brought them together On the road to k**orglan one day In her bright tasty shawl she was singing And she stole his young heart away. For she sang meet me tonight by the campfire Come with me over the hill. Let us be married tomorrow Please let me whisper 'I will'. What if the neighbours are talking Who cares if your friends stop and stare You'll be proud to be married to Rosie Who was reared on the roads of Kildare. Think of the parents who reared you Think of the family name How can you marry a gypsy Oh, what a terrible shame. Parents and friends stop your pleading Don't worry about my affair For I've fallen in love with a gypsy Who was reared on the roads of Kildare. For she sang meet me tonight by the campfire Come with me over the hill. Let us be married tomorrow Please let me whisper 'I will'. What if the neighbours are talking Who cares if your friends stop and stare You'll be proud to be married to Rosie Who was reared on the roads of Kildare. Johnny went down from his mansion Just as the sun had gone down Turning his back on his kinfolk Likewise his dear native town. Facing the roads of old Ireland With a gypsy he loved so sincere When he came to the light of the campfire These are the words he did hear: For she sang meet me tonight by the campfire Come with me over the hill. Let us be married tomorrow Please let me whisper 'I will." What if the neighbours are talking Who cares if your friends stop and stare You'll be proud to be married to Rosie Who was reared on the roads of Kildare. You'll be proud to be married to Rosie Who was reared on the roads of Kildare...