My Lovely Irish Rose

My Lovely Irish Rose - Barnbrack

A winding river winds

It's way near to an Irish home

To mingle with Trabreega Bay

Where roads the Atlantic foam

Was in a cot close to a spot

Where the river gently flows

But I bid goodbying to

My little girl my lovely Irish rose

Old Donegal the best of all

I never shall forget

In confer beyond compare

I think I see it yet

But I'd rather stray by the old mill bring

Where south the green grass grows

On the summer's nights

With my heart's delight

My lovely Irish Rose

Oh Mary dear I'm lonely here

Without all the while

I miss your loving words of cheer

Your lovely Irish smile

Before I lay me down tonight

Before my eyes I close

I pray that God may guide you right

My lovely Irish rose

I pray that God may guide you right

My lovely Irish rose