My Sweet Little Girl From Barnagh
Beside a green mountain where silver streams run,
There dwells a fair maiden who has my heart won,
Her eyes are as a bright as the May morning sun,
My sweet little girl from Barnagh.
Her heart is good natured as pure as the dew,
The green mossy banks and where oft' I did woo,
The heart of my darling and kissed her lips too,
My sweet little girl from Barnagh.
My love she has riches both silver and land,
Sheep, cows, and fine horses and a snowy white hand,
A cot in the hillside by fair breezes stand,
My sweet little girl from Barnagh.
When my country is freed, it is then she’ll be mine,
My heart and my riches and all will be thine,
I'll buy for her jewels and diamonds so fine,
My sweet little girl from Barnagh.
My country is in bondage, I must set it free,
From the foes that oppressed our green isle of the sea,
Should victory smile in a banner to thee,
I'd fly and live happy in Barnagh.
This West Limerick song can be found in the Schools Collection in the National Folklore Collection 1937. www.dúchas.ie
