KATHLEEN MY DARLING.
Copyright, 1884, by Frank P. Anderson.
Oh, Kathleen, my darling, I'm thinking of you,
Of you, my bright angel, so tender and true;
Your sweet face it haunts me each night in my dreams,
God love you, darling, my fairest Kathleen;'
In dreams how I fancy I'm still by your side,
I'm whispering darling, and calling you bride.
Your cheeks like the roses, your laugh filled with glee;
God love my Kathleen, who's over the sea.
Kathleen, my darling, so tender and true.
Fondly my heart beats for no one but you;
Your own sweet face haunts me while thinking of thee,
God love my Kathleen who's over the sea.
Twas beautiful Springtime, the birds sang their lay,
When leaving you, Kathleen, at grey dawn of day;
The hunter's horn sounding far o'er hill and lea,
I promised you, love, that I'd think of thee;
Yes, Kathleen Mavourneen, my Colleen aroon,
You're fairer than flowers that in Springtime bloom,
I am always thinking of you, my sweet queen;
God love you, darling, my fairest Kathleen.-Chorus.