[C]My Mary [Em]of the [F]curling hair,
The [G]laughing teeth, and[G7] bashful [C]air,
[C]Our bridal [Em]morn
is [F]dawning fair,
With [G]blushes in the skies.
[Dm]suil[G7] suil[C] suil a Gra
[F]suil, go [G7]socair and [C]suil
to[G] buan
My [C]love! my [C7]pearl!
My [F]own dear [C]girl!
My mountain[G] maid a[C]rise!
Wake, linnet of the osier grove!
Wake, trembling, stainless, virgin dove!
Wake, nestling of a parent's love!
Let Moran see thine eyes.
suil suil suil a Gra
suil, go socair and suil to buan
I am no stranger, proud and gay,
To win thee from thy home away,
And find thee, for a distant day,
A
theme for wasting sighs.
suil suil suil a Gra
suil, go socair and suil to buan
But we were known from infancy,
Thy father's hearth was home to me,
No selfish love was mine for thee,
Unholy
and unwise.
suil suil suil a Gra
suil, go socair and suil to buan
And yet,to see what Love can do
Though calm my hope has burned, and true,
My cheek is pale and worn for
you,
And sunken are mine eyes!
suil suil suil a Gra
suil, go socair and suil to buan
But soon my love shall be my bride,
And happy by our own fire-side,
My veins shall feel the rosy tide,
That lingering Hope denies.
suil suil suil a Gra
suil, go socair and suil to buan
My Mary of the curling hair,
The laughing teeth and bashful air,
Our bridal morn is dawning fair,
With
blushes in the skies.
suil suil suil a Gra
suil, go socair and suil to buan
My love! my pearl!
My own dear
girl!
My mountain maid, arise.
