2.
Who are you, me pretty fair maid
And who are you, me honey?
Who are you, me pretty fair maid
And who are you, me honey?
She answered me modestly,
"Well I am me mammy's darling."
With me too-rye-ah
Fal-de-diddle-ah
A eye-ree Fal-de-diddle
Dairy oh
3.
Will you come to me mammy's house
When the moon is shining clearly.
Will you come to me mammy's house
When the moon is shining clearly.
I'll open the door and I'll let you in
And divil the one will hear us.
With me too-rye-ah
Fal-de-diddle-ah
A eye-ree Fal-de-diddle
Dairy oh
4.
So I went to her house in the middle of the night
When the moon was shining clearly.
So I went to her house in the middle of the night
When the moon was shining clearly.
She opened the door and she let me in
And divil the one did hear us.
With me too-rye-ah
Fal-de-diddle-ah
A eye-ree Fal-de-diddle
Dairy oh
5.
She took me horse by the bridle and the bit
And she led him to the stable
She took me horse by the bridle and the bit
And she led him to the stable
Saying "There's plenty of oats for a soldier's horse,
To eat it if he's able. "
With me too-rye-ah
Fal-de-diddle-ah
A eye-ree Fal-de-diddle
Dairy oh
6.
And She took me by the lily-white hand
she led me to the table
She took me by the lily-white hand
And she led me to the table
"There's plenty of wine for a soldier boy,
Drink it if you're able. "
With me too-rye-ah
Fal-de-diddle-ah
A eye-ree Fal-de-diddle
Dairy oh
7.
She got up and she made the bed
And she made it nice and aisy
She got up and she made the bed
And she made it nice and aisy
Then she took me by the hand
Saying â??I hope that you are able!â?
With me too-rye-ah
Fal-de-diddle-ah
A eye-ree Fal-de-diddle
Dairy oh
8. 8 Bar Lead Break
9.
There we lay till the break of the day
And divil the one could hear us
There we lay till the break of the day
And divil the one could hear us
She arose and put on her clothes
Saying "Darling, you must leave me."
With me too-rye-ah
Fal-de-diddle-ah
A eye-ree Fal-de-diddle
Dairy oh
10.
When can I return again
And when might we get married
When can I return again
And when might we get married
When broken shells make Christmas bells
We might well get married.
With me too-rye-ah
Fal-de-diddle-ah
A eye-ree Fal-de-diddle
Dairy oh