Eileen

In a town on the sea by the Castle Doonee

The fairest of them all was the maiden Eileen

The bloom on her cheek was as fresh as the dew

And her heart to a young fisher laddie was true

At morn he would sail with the sun and the tide

That he would return to his promised young bride

And there on the shore she could hear it so plain

His voice in the wind singing soft thisain

Eileen my Eileen oh wait for me wait Eileen

They were to be wed on a Sunday in May

And fate was a joy to see Eileen so gay

The morning before he set sail with the tide

But he never returned to his promised young bride

Oh no never more was her heart light and warm

Her lover he died yes he died in a storm

But down by the shore she could still hear so plain

His voice in the wind singing soft thisain

Eileen my Eileen oh wait for me wait Eileen

They say that her heart it was broken in two

The lovely Eileen ah so young and so true

And down by the shore they who loved her the best

By the rock where she waited they laid her to rest

Oh many the years that have past since that day

But maidens who wait for their lovers they say

But still on the shore they can hear it so plain

His ghost in the wind singing soft thisain

Eileen my Eileen oh wait for me wait Eileen