Hannah Peel - Cailin Deas Cruite Na Mbo lyrics

It was on a fine summer's morning When the birds sweetly tuned on each bough I heard a fair maid sing most charming As she sat a'milking her cow; Her voice so enchanting, melodious It left me scarce unable to go My heart it is soothed in solice My cailín deas crúite na mbó With courtesy, I did salute her "Good morrow, most young, noble maid I am your captive slave for the future." "Kind sir, do not banter," she said "I'm not such a rare precious j**el That I should enamour you so I am just a plain country girl," Says cailín deas crúite na mbó "I'll beg you'll withdraw and don't tease me I cannot consent unto thee I like to live single and airy Till more of the world I do see New cares they would me embarra** Besides, sir, my fortune is low Until I get rich I'll not marry," Says cailín deas crúite na mbó "A young maid is like a ship sailing There's no knowing how long she may steer For with every blast she's in danger Oh, consent love and banish all care For riches I care not a farthing Your affection I want and no more In comfort I'd wish to enjoy you My cailín deas crúite na mbó."