The Bold O’ Donahue. (Trad)

Well, here I am from Paddy’s land, a land of high renown 
I’ve broke the hearts of all the girls for miles round Keady town 
And when they hear that I’m awa’ they’ll raise a hullabaloo 
When they hear about that handsome lad they call Jack Donahue! 

Well now I’m the boy to squeeze her, and I’m the boy to tease her 
I’m the boy that can please her up and I’ll tell you what I’ll do 
I’ll court her like an Irishman 
Wi’ me brogue and blarney too is me plan 
With the holligan, rolligan, swolligan, molligan bold O’Donahue! 

I wish my love was a red. red rose growing on yon garden wall 
And me to be a dewdrop and upon her brow I’d fall! 
Perhaps now she might think of me as a rather heavy dew 
And no more she’d love that handsome lad they call O’Donahue! 

Well I hear that Queen Victoria has a daughter fine and grand 
Perhaps she’d take it into her head for to marry an Irishman 
And if I could only get the chance to have a word or two 
I’m sure she’d take a notion to the bold O’Donahue!