Cavan Girl

As I walk the road from Killeshandra, weary, I sat 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 colour of her hair

My gaze retreats, defies my feet, and once again I sigh

As the broken pool of sky reminds the colour of her eyes

At the Cavan cross each Sunday morning, where 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 a while

So next Sunday evening finds me homeward, Killeshandra bound

To work the week 'til I return to court in Cavan Town

When asked if she would be my bride, at least she'd not say no

So next Sunday morning I'll rouse myself and back to her, I'll go

As I walk the road from Killeshandra, weary, I sat 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

Now I curse the time it takes to reach my Cavan girl, so fair.