MY LOVE NELL.
Oh! come all ye boys, from far and near,
And listen awhile to me:
And a dismal story you will hear
About my love and me.
I courted long-my love was sthrong
As the heart of a big oak tree.
But sorry I'm to say my love is gone away
To the shores av Amerikay.
For, my love Nell,
Was a charm in' girl:
From the Cove av Cork kem she-
But I weeped and I wailed
Whin the hig ship sailed
For the shores av Amerikay.
Whin I got to the church I was left in the lurch-
But let that day go hy-
Whin I got to the door, Nelly sez: "I'm poor!"
"Then, my love, sez I, good-bye!
For, I know right well you're an Irish girl:
So you don't come over me."
"Oh! sez Nelly, d'ye mind, I'll lave you far behind,
And I'll sail for Amerikay."-Chorus.
Now, come all ye boys, both far and near,
And a warniu' take hy me:
A bird in the hand, as you may undherstand,
Is worth twinty thousand million on a three.
Though persuade you they may for to name the day,
Then say: " Wait till the time suit* me."
Then as slippy as au eel, they'll turn on their heel,
And sail for Amerikay.-Chorus.