I don't think it is quite that silly, if you read the Gaelic version. It goesShe is my love, Fair Mary,
Beautiful Mary, topic of my story.
Love of my heart, Fair Mary,
And I'm going to her weddingI fell in love last night
My heart was high on a peak
Fair Mary, by my side, singing
And I'm going to her weddingGolden curls, and warm eyes
Narrow eyebrows and high cheeks
Mouth, sweetest singing tunes
And I'm going to her weddingIt is there at the ceilidh at the Mod,
I became acquainted with the maid
And she won the gold coin
And I'm going to her weddingMy love will be to Fair Mary
Faithful, lasting forever
We will sing to our friends and loved ones,
And I am going to her weddingFor details on the story behind the original song, which was in Gaelic