American Old Time Song Lyrics: 28 Jennie, The Flower Of Kildare
Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 28
Jennie, the Flower of Kildare.
I'm thinking of Erin to-night,
And the little white cot by the sea.
Where Jennie, my darling, now dwells,
The fairest and dearest to me.
I know that she waits for me day after day,
My heart ever longs to be there,
To meet her my darling, my own,
Sweet Jennie, the flower of Kildare.
Chorus.
I know that she's waiting for me-
My heart ever longs to be there;
To meet her, my darling, my own.
Sweet Jennie, the flower of Kildare.
I'm waiting her sweet face to see,
While we're parted I linger in pain,
But soon will my heart beat with Joy,
O'er the seas I'll be sailing again;
Again her sweet kisses of love to receive,
For her the sea's storms I will dare,
To meet her, my darling, my own,
Sweet Jennie, the flower of Kildare.-Chorus.