Cavan Girl - Barleycorn video free download

The late Derek MacCormack singing Cavan Girl.

As I walk the road from Killeshandra, weary I sit down

For it's twelve long miles around the lake to get to Cavan town

'Though Oughter and the road I go, one scene beyond compare

How I curse the time it takes to reach my Cavan girl so fair.

The autumn shades are on the leaves, the trees will soon be bare

Each red coat leaf around me seems the colour of her hair

My gaze retreats, defies my feet and once again I sigh

Of a broken pool of sky reminds the colour of her eyes.

At the Cavan cross each Sunday morning it's there she can be found

And she seems to have the eye of every boy in Cavan town

If my luck will hold I'll have the golden summer of her smile

And to break the hearts of Cavan men she'll talk to me a while

So next Sunday evening finds me homeward to Killeshandra bound

To work a week till I return to court in Cavan town

When asked if she would be my wife, at least she'd not said no

So next Sunday morning rouse myself and back to her I go.