Erin's Green Shore
Mick Moloney
One evening of late as I rambled
On the banks of a clear purling stream
I sat down on a bed of primroses
And I gently fell into a dream
I dreamed I beheld a fair female
Her equal I had ne´er seen before
As she sighed for the wrongs of her country
As she strayed along Erin´s green shore.

I went to her and quickly addressed her
Fair maid, will you tell me your name?
And why through this wild wooded country
In the midst of these dangers you came?
I´m a daughter of Daniel O´Connell
And from England I have lately come o´er
I have come to awaken my brethren
Who slumber on Erin´s green shore.

Her eyes were like two sparkling diamonds
Or the stars of a bright frosty night
Her cheeks were like two blooming roses
And her teeth of the ivory so white
She resembled the Goddess of Freedom
And green was the mantle she wore
Bound `round with the shamrock and roses
As she strayed along Erin´s green shore

In transports of joy I awoke then
And found I had been in a dream
For this beautiful damsel had fled me
And I longed for to slumber again
May the heavens above be her guardian
For I know I shall see her no more
May the sunbeams of glory shine o´er her
As she strays along Erin´s green shore.