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Eileen Óg and that the darling's name is

And through the Barony her features they were famous

If we loved her then who was there to blame us

For wasn't she the pride of Petravore

But her beauty made us all look so shy

Not a man could look her in the eye

Boys, oh boys, sure that's the reason why

We're in mourning for the pride of Petravore

Eileen Óg, me heart is growin' grey

Ever since the day you wandered far away

Eileen Óg, there's good fish in the sea

But there's none of them like the pride of Petravore

Friday at the fair of Ballintubber

Eileen met McGrath, the cattle jobber

I'd like to set me mark upon the robber

For he stole away the pride of Petravore

He never seemed to see the girl at all

Even when she ogled him from underneath her shawl

Looking big and masterfull when she was looking small

Most provoking for the pride of Petravore

Eileen Óg, me heart is growin' grey

Ever since the day you wandered far away

Eileen Óg, there's good fish in the sea

But there's none of them like the pride of Petravore

So it went as it was in the beginning

Eileen Óg was bent upon the winning

Big McGrath contented he was grinning

Being courted by the pride of Petravore

Says he, "I know a girl that could knock you into fits"

At that Eileen nearly lost her wits

The upshot of the ruction was that now the robber sits

With his arm around the pride of Petravore

Eileen Óg, me heart is growin' grey

Ever since the day you wandered far away

Eileen Óg, there's good fish in the sea

But there's none of them like the pride of Petravore

Boys, oh boys, with faith is hard to grapple

Of my eye 'tis Eileen was the apple

Now to see her walking to the chapel

With the hardest featured man in Petravore

Now boys, this is all I have to say

When you do your courting make no display

If you want them to run after you just walk the other way

For they're mostly like the pride of Petravore

Eileen Óg, me heart is growin' grey

Ever since the day you wandered far away

Eileen Óg, there are good fish in the sea

But there's none of them like the pride of Petravore