Macushla Mavourneen

Oh, the pig is in the mire and

The cow is in the grass

A man without a woman true this world

Will sadly pass

Me mother likes the ducks and the

Ducks love the drakes

And little Biddy Mulligan

I'd die for her sake

For Biddy

She is fair as the flowers on the lea

She's as neat and complete from

Her neck to her knee

We met the other night and

Me heart she surely stole

I set me Biddy down by the old bog hole

Macushla Mavourneen, oh will you marry me?

Oh grá mo chroí Mavourneen

Oh will you marry me?

Macushla Mavourneen, a married we will be

And be happy in the valley

Winding down to the sea

Oh, Biddy

She blushed and she hung down her head

"Say Barney, oh you blaggard

It's you I'd like to wed

But you were such a rogue and

You were such a rake"

"Don't believe it, now", says I "Sure

It's all a mistake"

"I can handle a hook and

A shovel and a spade

I'll keep you in potatoes and

Bacon with me trade and turf I will procure

It's better now than coal

And I'll dig you to me knees

In the old bog hole"

Macushla Mavourneen, oh will you marry me?

Oh grá mo chroí Mavourneen

Oh will you marry me?

Macushla Mavourneen, a married we will be

And be happy in the valley

Winding down to the sea

"Oh, children we'll have

For I will to see to that

There'll be Barby and Judy

And Barney and Pat

And Mary so meek and Katie now so rough"

"Oh Barney now, achora

Don't you think you have enough?"

"Oh no, me Biddy dear, I will not be content

Until I have a chiseler for

Ev'ry day of Lent

And people will stare when we go for a stroll

And we go promenadin' down the old bog hole

Macushla Mavourneen, oh will you marry me?

Oh grá mo chroí Mavourneen

Oh will you marry me?

Macushla Mavourneen, a married we will be

And be happy in the valley

Winding down to the sea

"By the hokey" says she

"I can hardly now refuse for Barney

You're the devil when the blarney you use

Me heart you have won with

The picture you have drawn

If I knew that I could trust ya

I'd be married in the morn"

"Now Biddy, you can trust me

I'd never do you wrong

I'd give you a cuddle evr'y

Evening 'til the morn'

We'll be happy and content if at

First me heart you stole

And children we'll contour from

The old bog hole"

Macushla Mavourneen, oh will you marry me?

Oh grá mo chroí Mavourneen

Oh will you marry me?

Macushla Mavourneen, a married we will be

And be happy in the valley

Winding down to the sea