Rural Song
I wish the shepherd's pet were mine,
I wish the shepherd's pet were mine,
I wish the shepherd's pet were mine,
The pretty white lamb in the clover.
And oh! I hail, I hail thee,
And oh! I hail, I hail thee,
The love of my heart for ever thou art,
Thou little pet of thy mother.
I wish that scores of kine were mine,
I wish that scores of kine were mine,
I wish that scores of kine were mine,
And Kathleen, the love of her mother.
And oh! I hail, I hail thee,
And oh! I hail, I hail thee,
The love of my heart for ever thou art,
Thou little pet of thy mother.