My Darlin’ Eileen

Take it from me
In Dublin’s fair city
There’s none half so pretty
As pretty Eileen

Take it from me
The mayor of Shannon
Would shoot off a cannon
And crown ye the queen

Darlin’ Eileen, darlin’ Eileen
Fairest colleen that ever I’ve seen
And it’s oh I wish I were back
In the land of the green with my darlin’ Eileen

I’ve seen them all
There’s Bridget and Sheila
There’s Kate and Delilah
And Moll and Maureen

I’ve seen them all
Not one can compete with
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Or share the same street with
My darlin’ Eileen

Darlin’ Eileen, darlin’ Eileen
Fairest colleen that ever I’ve seen
And it’s oh I wish I were back
In the land of the green with my darlin’ Eileen

Listen my lads, I’ve something to tell you
I hope won’t impel you to cry and to keen
Mother’s a Swede and father’s a Scot
And so Irish I’m not and I never have been

Hush you, Eileen, hush you, Eileen
Fairest colleen that ever I’ve seen
Don’t you hand us none of that blarney
You come from Kilarney, you’re Irish Eileen