Текст песни The Irish Girl - Remastered - Shirley Collins

As I rode out one morning down by the riverside,
I cast my eyes around me, and the Irish girl I spied.
Her cheeks were red and rosy and curling was her hair,
How costly were the jewels that the Irish girl did wear.

Yes, as I rode out that morning, my true love passing by,
I knew her love was changing by the roving of her eye.
By the roving of her eye, by the roving of her eye,
I knew her love was changing by the roving of her eye.

Oh say, don't you remember, love, when you gave me our right hand?
You vowed if you ever married that I would be the man.
That I would be the man, that I would be the man,
You said if you ever married that I would be the man.

I wish I was in London or in some sea-port town,
I'd set my foot on yonder ship and I'd sail the ocean round.
I'll sailing on the deep, my love, I'll sailing on the deep,
I'll think on handsome married just as I go to sea.