Kitty McGee
(traditional)

I've kissed and courted them all,
Gentle and simple; short and medium and tall.
But I kept my weary soul free,
'Til it was stolen most by Kitty McGee.
Her darling face, her slender waist,
Her lips would tempt a saint to taste.
Sure it was small blame for me,
To fall in love with Kitty McGee.
 
'Twas down at Ballina Fair,
Colleens and boys were gaily trippin' out there.
And I was on a spree,
'Til my heart was struck by Kitty McGee.
Her dance so neat, her steps so sweet,
Wild and free, on two white feet.
Gliding like a swan to sea,
Handsome, winsome, Kitty McGee.
 
Oh, now I'm pining away,
Singing from dawn to dusk and wasting away.
Like a lone dove on a tree,
Singing the laurels through for Kitty McGee.
Darling dear, this rogue is near,
Say the words I'm dying to hear.
Tell me now that mine you'll be,
Handsome, winsome Kitty McGee.