SWEET SMIRLA SIDE

'Twas on a bright morning in summer
As the sky larks sang bravely on high
And the sun it shone down most delightful
On all that lay under the sky

'Twas down by the woodlands I wandered
Down mucky green slopes I did slide
'Twas there I beheld a fair damsel
All alone by the sweet Smirla side

Oh my eyes they grew dim an a moment
All towards this fair maid I did go
Saying, "Tell me the cause of your troubles,
I am anxiously waiting to know."

She said, "I was courting a young man,
But the ocean do now us divide
Which leaves me to wander in sorrow
On the banks of the Sweet Smirla Side."

"Oh, he was the handsome young fellow
So hearty, so blythe and so free
And now when I think of my darling
More sorrow advances on me."

"Oh the fountains of nature are flowing
And my heart it is sorely annoyed
And my mind it is constantly waiting
On the banks of the Sweet Smirla Side."

(recorded by The Wolfe Tones)