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SWEETEST IRISH LASS
The sweetest lass I ever knew
came from old County Cork
and all in life she'd ever know
was sorrow and hard work
I loved this girl with all my heart
and I know she loved me too
but we both took care of parents old
and knew not what else to do
Sweet Molly lived across the hill
with a mother old and grey
in a small grey shingled cottage
down almost to the bay
and I lived with my father
bedridden for so long
and tho we loved each other through
the years
to have left them, would be wrong
We'd meet each other once a week
along the cragy cay
and make our plans for furure days
some time along the way
when ere I'd see my darling lass
with auburn hair a flying
my heart would ache for her
and as hopeless as life proved to be
we'd both end up a crying
Though we were poor in worldly goods
it mattered not to me
for her loving was the best
for when I held my bonny lass
my world felt wild and free
Oh sweet Molly chopped the wood
and milked the cow
tended crops down in the fields
fed the geese, herded all the sheep
then came home and made the meals
It broke my heart to see her cry
from tiredness and strain
and I helped her whenere I could
but it didn't ease her pain
and on the days we chanced to meet
this bonny girl and I
the sweetest girl in County Cork
that I'd love until I die
for when she'd put her arms around me
and snuggle 'gainst my chest
I would have fought and died for her
for with her I was so blessed
but now that love I'll never have
for a wild storm came from'cross the sea
for when the wind stopped raging
it had ripped my love from me
for I found her lying lifeless
down by the rugged shore
as cold as the wind that blew across her
my love that was no more
My heart is cold and broken now
and my hurt goes deep inside
for my love is gone forever now
and will never be my bride
We buried her in the old church yard
and I hope soon that time will pass
for I want to hold her once more
to my loving breast
my beloved Irish lass
