A Broken Song
‘ Where am I from? ’ From the green hills of Erin.
‘ Have I no song then? ’ My songs are all sung.
‘ What o' my love? ’ 'Tis alone I am farin'.
Old grows my heart, an' my voice yet is young.
‘ If she was tall? ’ Like a king's own daughter.
‘ If she was fair? ’ Like a mornin' o' May.
When she'd come laughin' 'twas the runnin' wather,
When she'd come blushin' 'twas the break o' day.
‘ Where did she dwell? ’ Where one'st I had my dwellin'.
‘ Who loved her best? ’ There' no one now will know.
‘ Where is she gone? ’ Och, why would I be tellin'!
Where she is gone there I can never go.
‘ Have I no song then? ’ My songs are all sung.
‘ What o' my love? ’ 'Tis alone I am farin'.
Old grows my heart, an' my voice yet is young.
‘ If she was tall? ’ Like a king's own daughter.
‘ If she was fair? ’ Like a mornin' o' May.
When she'd come laughin' 'twas the runnin' wather,
When she'd come blushin' 'twas the break o' day.
‘ Where did she dwell? ’ Where one'st I had my dwellin'.
‘ Who loved her best? ’ There' no one now will know.
‘ Where is she gone? ’ Och, why would I be tellin'!
Where she is gone there I can never go.
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