Snowy Breasted Pearl

There's a colleen fair as May for a year and for a day
I have sought by every way her heart to gain
There's no art of tongue or eye fond youths with maidens try
Yet I've tried with ceaseless sigh yet tried in vain

If to France or far off Spain she crossed the watery main
To see her face again the seas I'd brave
But if this is heaven's decree that mine she will not be
May the Son of Mary me in mercy save

Oh the blooming milk-white dove to whom I'd given true love
Do not ever thus reprove my constancy
Fairer maidens would be mine with wealth and land and kine
If my heart would but incline to turn from thee

But a kiss with welcome bland and the touch of thy fair hand
Are all that I demand wouldst thou not spurn
But if not my dear girl, oh snowy breasted pearl
May I never from the fair with life return

If to France or far off Spain she crossed the watery main
To see her face again the seas I'd brave
But if not my dear girl, oh snowy breasted pearl
May I never from the fair with life return



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Writer(s): Byrne, Nagle, Warfield
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