Deirdre Shannon - I Know My Love

I know my love by his way of walking

I know my love by his way of talking

I know my love dressed in a suit of blue

And if my love leaves me, what will I do?

And still she cried, "I love him the best

And a troubled mind sure can know no rest"

And still she cried, "Bonny boys are few

And if my love leaves me, what will I do?"

There is a dance house in Mar(a)dyke

And there my true love goes every night

He takes a strange love upon his knee

Now, don't you think that that vexes me?

And still she cried, "I love him the best

And a troubled mind sure can know no rest"

And still she cried, "Bonny boys are few

And if my love leaves me, what will I do?"

If my love knew it could wash and wring

If my love knew I could weave and spin

I'd make a coat of the finest kind

But the want of money sure leaves me behind

And still she cried, "I love him the best

And a troubled mind sure can know no rest"

And still she cried, "Bonny boys are few

And if my love leaves me, what will I do?"

I know my love is an errant rover

I know he wanders the wide world over

In dear Ireland he'll no longer tarry

An American girl he's sure to marry

And still she cried, "I love him the best

And a troubled mind sure can know no rest"

And still she cried, "Bonny boys are few

And if my love leaves me, what will I do?"