I know my love by his way of walkin'
and I know my love by his way of talkin'.
And I know my love in a suit of blue
and if my love leaves me what will I do?"
And still she cried, "I love him the best
and a troubled mind, sure, can know no rest."
And still she cried, "Bonny boys are few
and if my love leaves me what will I do?"
"There is a dance house in Maradyke
and there my true love goes ev'ry night.
He takes a strange girl one upon his knee
and don't you think now that vexes me?"
And still she cried, "I love him the best
and a troubled mind, sure, can know no rest."
And still she cried, "Bonny boys are few
and if my love leaves me what will I do?"
If my love knew I could wash and wring,
if my love knew I could weave and spin.
I'd make a coat all of the finest kind
but the want of money, sure, leaves me behind.'
And still she cried, "I love him the best
and a troubled mind, sure, can know no rest."
And still she cried, "Bonny boys are few
and if my love leaves me what will I do?"
I know my love is an errant rover,
I know he’ll wander the wide world over.
In dear old Ireland he’ll no longer tarry,
an American girl he’s sure to marry.
And still she cried, "I love him the best
and a troubled mind, sure, can know no rest."
And still she cried, "Bonny boys are few
and if my love leaves me what will I do?"
And still she cried, "I love him the best
And a troubled mind, sure, can know no rest."
And still she cried, "Bonny boys are few
And if my love leaves me what will I do?"