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THE CHARMING SWEET GIRL THAT I LOVE

1. In heartrending anguish by love I am wounded
    most sadly those five or six years,
For in secret I sigh, I lament and I mourn,
    most compassionately wasting my tears.
'Tis all for the sake of a charming young dame
Who in my bosom have kindled a flame.
I could not make her known to you by any other name
But the charming sweet girl that I love.

2. Last May I saw my darling in the morning
    very early in the sweet little town of Macroom;
She took me by the hand and treated me most kindly,
    and remained in my company till noon.
Sharing the caresses of my approaching doom,
She would pay me a visit, which was forgotten very soon,
By the charming sweet girl that I love.

3. And why should not I have loved her,
    because she is charming and perfect in every degree?
And why should not I love her, because she is charming
    and always proved pleasing to me.
I love her in my heart and I love her in my soul;
There's no human being on earth that could my love for her control.
I could not find to please my mind, I mean from pole to pole,
But the charming sweet girl that I love.

4. With her I often walked through the borders of green hedges,
    when the dewdrops were sprinkled on the lawn,
Not far from the demesne of the late-lamented Hedges,
    near the lovely sweet banks of Sullane.
With her I often ventured in the stillness of the night
Through the thicket of each grove where the moon could show no light,
And where I often said: 'You are my joy and heart's delight,
You are the charming sweet girl that I love!'

5. If my song it were sung near Macroom where I was born,
    and now very shortly shall die;
For it's now I am rejected, forsaken and forlorn,
    for the sake of that fair one I am dying.
It's now I am repenting in sorrow and in grief.
My health is fast declining, I'm despairing of relief.
This fair one stole away my heart, although being not a thief,
But the charming sweet girl that I love.

6. If my song it were sung by that worthy good man Haly,
    it would soon find its way to Macroom;
And it's there 'twould be purchased at fairs and at markets,
    where young men and fair maids are in bloom.
Where songsters they would sing it with voices long and loud,
And who knows but my dear darling might chance to be in the crowd!
Oh! it's then that I would sigh and I'd say in a shout:
'How I long for the girl that I love!'