Terence's Farewell To Kathleen - John McCormack
So my Kathleen you're going to leave me
All alone by myself in this place
But I'm sure that you'll never deceive me
Oh no if there's truth in that face
Though England's a beautiful country
Full of illigant boys oh what then
You'll never forget your poor Terence
You'll come back to old Ireland again
It's a folly to keep you from going
Though faith tis a mighty hard case
For Kathleen you know there's no knowing
When next I may see your sweet face
And when you come back to me Kathleen
None the better shall I be off then
You'll be speaking such beautiful English
Oh I won't know my Kathleen again
Oh now where's the need of this hurry
Don't fluster me so in this way
I forgot 'twist my grief and the flurry
Every word I was meaning to say
Just wait now a minute I bid you
Can I talk if you bother me so
Oh Kathleen my blessings go with you
Ev'ry inch of the way that you go