Where true loversmeet, beneath the green bower Where true lovers meet out beneath the green tree And Mary, fond Mary, she says unto her true love "You have stolen my young heart, by the Banks of the Lee" Chorus: For I loved her very dearly, most truly and sincerely There is no one in this wide world I love more than she Every bush and every bower, every wild Irish flower Reminds me on my Mary, on the banks of the Lee. "Don't stay out late, love, on the moorlands, my Mary Don't stay out late, love, on the moorlands for me" But it's little was my notion, when we parted on the ocean That we were forever parting, by the Banks of the Lee Chorus I will pull my love some roses, some wild Irish roses I will pull my love some roses, the fairest to see And I'll lay them on the graveside of my own dear darling Mary On that cold and silent grave where she sleeps 'neath the dew Chorus