Cailin Deas Cruite Na Mbo - Cathie Ryan

It being on a fine summer’s morning

As the birds sweetly tuned on each bower

I heard a fair maid sing most charming
As she sat milking her cow

Her voice was enchanting melodious
Which left me scarce able to go

My heart it was soothed with solace

By the cailín deas crúite na mbó

I courteously did salute her
“Good morning most amiable maid

I’m your captive slave for the future”

“Kind sir do not banter ” she said

“I’m not such a precious rare jewel
That I should enamour you so
I am but a plain county girl”
Says the cailín deas crúite na mbó
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“The Indies afford no such jewels
So precious so transparent clear
Oh do not refuse me my jewel
Consent now and love me my dear
For riches I care not a farthing
It’s your love that I want and no more
I’d rather live poor on the mountain
With my cailín deas crúite na mbó”

“I don’t understand what you mean sir
I ne’er was a slave yet to love
For these feelings I have no desire

I pray your affection remove

To marry I can assure you
That state I will not undergo
I’m prepared to live single and airy”
Says the cailín deas crúite na mbó