[00:04.79]It was on a fine summer's morning
[00:10.91]When the birds sweetly tuned on each bough
[00:17.66]I heard a fair maid sing most charming
[00:24.22]As she sat a'milking her cow;
[00:30.72]Her voice so enchanting, melodious
[00:37.14]It left me scarce unable to go
[00:44.01]My heart it is soothed in solice
[00:50.57]My cailín deas crúite na mbó.
[00:57.24]With courtesy, I did salute her
[01:03.67]"Good morrow, most young, noble maid
[01:10.11]I am your captive slave for the future."
[01:16.73]"Kind sir, do not banter," she said
[01:23.29]"I'm not such a rare precious jewel
[01:29.73]That I should enamour you so
[01:36.23]I am just a plain country girl,"
[01:42.46]Says cailín deas crúite na mbó.
[01:49.02]"I'll beg you'll withdraw and don't tease me
[01:55.46]I cannot consent unto thee
[02:01.83]I like to live single and airy
[02:08.14]Till more of the world I do see
[02:14.76]New cares they would me embarrass
[02:21.14]Besides, sir, my fortune is low
[02:28.45]Until I get rich I'll not marry,"
[02:33.82]Says cailín deas crúite na mbó.
[03:23.93]"A young maid is like a ship sailing
[03:30.62]There's no knowing how long she may steer
[03:37.93]For with every blast she's in danger
[03:44.68]Oh, consent love and banish all care
[03:51.68]For riches I care not a farthing
[03:58.12]Your affection I want and no more
[04:05.05]In comfort I'd wish to enjoy you
[04:11.43]My cailín deas crúite na mbó."

It was on a fine summer's morning
When the birds sweetly tuned on each bough
I heard a fair maid sing most charming
As she sat a'milking her cow;
Her voice so enchanting, melodious
It left me scarce unable to go
My heart it is soothed in solice
My cailín deas crúite na mbó.
With courtesy, I did salute her
"Good morrow, most young, noble maid
I am your captive slave for the future."
"Kind sir, do not banter," she said
"I'm not such a rare precious jewel
That I should enamour you so
I am just a plain country girl,"
Says cailín deas crúite na mbó.
"I'll beg you'll withdraw and don't tease me
I cannot consent unto thee
I like to live single and airy
Till more of the world I do see
New cares they would me embarrass
Besides, sir, my fortune is low
Until I get rich I'll not marry,"
Says cailín deas crúite na mbó.
"A young maid is like a ship sailing
There's no knowing how long she may steer
For with every blast she's in danger
Oh, consent love and banish all care
For riches I care not a farthing
Your affection I want and no more
In comfort I'd wish to enjoy you
My cailín deas crúite na mbó."