BARNEY, MY BOLD IRISH BOY.
Copyright, 1894, by Frank Harding.
All rights reserved.
Words and Music by Miss Nellie Maguire. Arranged by J. A. Stromberg.
Down by the lakes of Killarney that's where I dwell when at home;
Near, in a cabin, lives Barney, with him through creation I'd roam.
His elegant manner?, so pleasing, oft sends me in raptures of joy;
I never object to the teasing of Barney, my bold Irish boy.
He's mine, I'm his; Barney, my love, asthore;
Sweeter to me than the shamrock that grows on my native shore.
When we return to old Ireland, back to that peaceful scene,
Barney will come with his blarney to wed Nellie, his Irish queen.
How often He's gathered me posies, tenderly brought them to me;
he says that the shamrocks and roses don't seem very well to agree.
I know he is anxious to please me, I've promised that I'll be his wife;
No longer he'll bother or tease me, we'll live in a cabin for life.- Chorus.
When the bells of the village are ringing, Barney, my darling, and me,
The colleens their welcome are singing, the boys all invited will be;
We'll dance to the pipes till the morning and make the occasion great joy;
The neighbors will get timely warning when I wed my bold Irish boy.- Cho.