I am always light-hearted and easy,
Not a care in the world have I,
For I know I am loved by a colleen
And I could not forget if I tried.
She lives far away o'er the mountain
Where the little birds sing on the trees;
In a cottage all covered with ivy
My Eileen is waiting for me.
cho: It's over, it's over the mountain
Where the little birds sing on the trees,
In a cottage all covered with ivy
My Eileen is waiting for me.
| The time I bade good-bye to Eileen
Is a time I will never forget
For the tears bubbled up from their slumbers
I fancy I see them yet;
They looked like the pearls in the ocean
As she wept her tale of love.
And she said "My dear boy, don't forget me
Till we meet here again or above.
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