THE BOLD O'DONOHUGHE
Here I am from Paddy's land, a land of high renown
I broke the hearts of all the girls from miles of Keady town
And when they hear that I'm awa' they raise a hullaballoo
When they hear about the handsome lad they call O'Donoghue.
Chorus: For I'm the boy to please her and I'm the boy to tease her
And I'm the boy to squeeze her and I'll tell you what I'll do
I'll court her like an Irishman
With me brogue and blarney too is me plan
With me rollikin, swollikin, gollikin, wollikin, bold O'Donoghue.
I wish me love was a red red rose grown on yon garden wall
And me to be a dew drop and upon her brow I'd fall
Perhaps now she might think of me as a rather heavy dew
Nor more she'd love the handsome lad they call O'Donoghue.
They say that Queen Victoria has a daughter fine and grand
Perhaps she'd take it into her head to marry an Irishman
And if I could only get the chance to have a word or two
Perhaps she'd take a notion to the bold O'Donoghue.
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