Erin's Lovely Home
E. NASON & CO, SONG PUBLISHERS, 120 Fulton Street, New York.
Erin’s Lovely Home.
When I was young and in my prime, my age just twenty-one,
I acted as a servant unto a gentleman;
I served him true and honest, and very well it’s known,
But in cruelty he banished me from Erin’s lovely home.
For what he did banish me I mean to let you hear:
I own I loved his daughter, and she loved me as dear;
She had a large fortune, and riches I had none,
And that’s the reason I must go from Erin’s lovely home.
’Twas in her father’s garden, all in the month of June,
We were viewing of these flowers all in their youthful bloom;
She said, “My dearest William, if with me you will roam,
We’ll bid adieu to all our friends, in Erin’s lovely home.”
I gave consent that very night along with her to roam
From her father’s dwelling—it proved my overthrow;
The night was bright; by the moonlight we both set off alone,
Thinking to get safe away from Erin’s lovely home.
When we came to Belfast, by the break of day,
My love, she then got ready our passage for to pay; [your own,
Five thousand pounds she counted down, saying this shall be
But do not mourn for those we’ve left in Erin’s lovely home.
’Tis of our sad misfortune I mean to let you hear:
’Twas in a few hours after, her father did appear,
He marched me back to Homer Jail, in the country of Tyrone,
And there I was transported from Erin’s lovely home.
When I heard my sentence, it grieved my heart full sore,
But parting from my true love it grieved me ten times more;
I had seven links upon my chain, for every link a year,
Before I can return again to the arms of my dear.
While I lay under sentence, before I sailed away,
My love, she came into the Jail, and thus to me did say:
“Cheer up your heart, don’t be dismayed, for I’ll not you disown,
Until you do return again to Erin’s lovely home.”