A broken song

'Where am I from?'

From the green hills of Erin,

'Have I no Song then?'

My songs are all sung.

'What of my love?'

'Tis alone I am farin'

Old grows my heart,

An' my voice yet is young.

'If she was tall?'

Like a king's own daughter.

'If she was fair?'

Like a mornin' o' May.

When she'd come laughin'

'Twas the runnin' wather

When she'd come blushin'

'Twas the break o' day.

'Where did she dwell?'

Where one'st I had my dwellin'.

'Who loved her best?'

There no one now will know.

'Where is she gone?'

Och why would I be tellin'

Where she is gone

There I can never go.