Cavan Girl

Cavan Girl - Barnbrack

As I walk the road from Killeshandra

Weary I sit down

For it's twelve long miles around the lake

To get to Cavan Town

Though Oughter and the road

I go once seemed beyond compare

Now I curse the time it takes to

Reach my Cavan girl so fair

The autumn shades are on the leaves

The trees will soon be bare

Each red-coat leaf around me

Seems the colours of her hair

My gaze replaced defies my feet

And once again I sigh

For the broken pool of sky reminds me

The colour of her eyes

At the Cavan cross each Sunday morning

There she can be found

And she seems to have the eye of every boy

In Cavan Town

If my luck will hold

I'll have the golden summer of her smile

And to break the hearts of Cavan men

She'll talk to me awhile

So next Sunday evening

Finds me homeward Killeshandra bound

To work the week till I return

To court in Cavan Town

When I asked if she would be my bride

At least she'd not say no

So next Sunday morning 'rouse myself

And back to her I'll go