Trad. Arr. Merry Ploughboys
Well, here I am from Paddy's land, a land of high renown
I broke the hearts of all the girls for miles of Keady town
And when they hear that I'm away they raise a hullabaloo
When they hear about that handsome lad they call O'Donoghue!
For I'm the boy to please her, and I'm the boy to tease her
I'm the boy to squeeze her and I'll tell you what I'll do
I'll court her like an Irishman me brogue and blarney too is the plan
me rollickin’ swollickin’ gollickin’ wollicken bold O'Donoghue!
Well I wish me love was a red red rose growing on yon garden wall
Me to be a dewdrop and upon her brow I'd fall!
Perhaps now she might think of me as a rather heavy dew
No more she'd love that handsome lad the Bold O'Donoghue!
They say that Queen Victoria has a daughter nice 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!