The Bonny Irish Boy

Lyrics

When first that I was courted by a bonny Irish boy He called me his jewel, his heart's delight and joy It was in Dublin City, that place of note and fame When first my bonny Irish boy a-courting to me came His cheeks like the roses, his hair it is light brown His locks in ringlets shining o'er his shoulders all hung down His teeth were white like ivory, his eyes as black as sloes He breaks the hearts of all the girls wherever that he goes Long time I kept his company in hopes to be his bridе But now he's gone and left me for to cross the raging tide I'm afraid some other fair girl my true love will enjoy And leave me here lamenting for my bonny Irish boy