The Bold O'DonoghueI broke the hearts of all the girls for miles from Keady town And when they hear that I'm away they'll raise a hullabaloo When they hear about the handsome lad that they call O Donoghue Chorus For I'm the boy can please her and I'm the boy can squeeze her And I'm the boy can tease her ach and I'll tell you what I'll do I'll court her like an Irishman with me brogue and blarney too as me plan With me rollickin', swollickin', holliickin' wollickin' Bold O Donoghue I wish me love was a red, red rose growin' on yon garden wall And for me to be a dew drop and upon her brow I'd fall But perhaps now she might think of me as a rather heavy dew And no more she'd love that handsome lad that they call O Donoghue Chorus They say that Queen Victoria has a daughter fine and grand Perhaps she'd take it into her head for to marry an Irishman And if only I could get the chance to have a word or two I'm sure she'd take a notion for the bold O Donoghue Chorus x 2 |