The Irish Girl lyrics

What will he do now that he's a man

And should be settling down?

If only he'd marry a local girl

And stay right here in town

Now he's living the artist's life

And has taken the poet's role

And has fallen deep in love with an Irish girl

And she's captured his heart and soul

What will they do when they are wed

For a poet's pay is poor

Sleeping at night on a borrowed bed

And traipsing from door to door?

I don't know and it troubles me so

But they've gone and taken their vows

And he has married his Irish girl

So they'll have to manage somehow

What will they do when the children come

As the children surely will?

How will she cope when he drinks till he's numb

To forget his debts and bills?

She's not much more than a girl herself

Now a loving mother and nurse

Ah, but he has married his Irish girl

For better or for worse

For a handsome man she would be a gift

So for him she is a prize

With her high complexion and her corn-blonde hair

And her blue alluring eyes

Now they wake in each other's arms

And she is the poet's wife

And though he may wander from his Irish girl

He will love her all his life

And though he may wander from his Irish girl

He will love her all his life