Letras
Oh, a long time I'd been roaming
In country and in town
But never in my wandering mad
Made with such renown
But never in my wandering mad
Made with such renown
Until I met my true love
On the slopes of Knocknashee
Her brown hair in the howling wind
Blowing wild and free
Her brown hair in the howling wind
Blowing wild and free
Oh, I wish that I was in England
In France or even in Spain
Oh, wherever dwells my own true love
To hold her near again
Wherever dwells my own true love
To hold her near again
Oh, my true love she did promise me
Some land with rambling kine
And on her ample pasture lands
To build a mansion fine
And on her ample pasture lands
To build a mansion fine
Oh, I wish that I was in England
In France or even in Spain
Wherever dwells my own true love
To hold her near again
Wherever dwells my own true love
To hold her near again
Oh, and then my love she left me
And she wandered far away
And I've been searching for my love
For many's a night and day
And I've been searching for my love
For many's a night and day
Oh, I wish that I was in England
Or wherever she may be
That I could go and call her name
And together we would be
I could go and call her name
And together we would be
Oh, I wish that I was in England
In France or even in Spain
Oh, wherever dwells my own true love
To hold her near again
Oh, wherever dwells my own true love
To hold her near again
Hold her near again
Hold her near
Wherever she may be
Wherever she may be
Oh, I wish I was in France
Or even in Spain
I wish I was in England