American Old Time Song Lyrics: 33 Mavourneen
Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 33
MAVOURNEEN.
Copyright, 1881, by T. R Harms & Co.
Words by Hartley Campbell, Music by Wm. J. Scanlan
Sung by Wm. J. Scanlan in "Mavourneen."
Oh, sweet are the flowers that bloom in dear Kerry,
And pure are the waters that kiss her dear shore,
But sweeter and purer, oh, yes, and more merry,
Is the girl of my heart, my own Deelish Asthore.
Mavourneen, my darling, are you thinking about me
As I roam this world over a stranger to all?
Whatever befall me, oh, Deelish, don't doubt me,
And some day, Mavourneen, I'll come at thy call.
Chorus.
Mavourneen, my darling, are you thinking about me
As I roam this world over a stranger to all?
Whatever befall me, oh, Deelish, don't doubt me,
And some day, Mavourneen, I'll come at thy call.
The days are so long, and the nights have no ending.
Since I left thee and Erin, the land of my birth,
Where the seas and the skies they forever are blending
And embracing the dearest green spot on earth.
If I were to die in the midst of the ocean,
And my body, Mavourneen, cast Into the sea,
Where'er you might be, sure I have a notion
'Twould float back, my darling, to Erin and thee.-Chorus.