then, the cups were clinkin' and the drunk men were singin' about hopes for tomorrow, and the weather that night but I was a loner away into a corner sobbin' and countin' my sorrow, with her smile in my sight And the ball room began swingin' all the merry men, with no troubles go They court the damsels while winkin' all with the manners of go-happy-go everyone was dancin' in happiness while laughin' careless for what in morrow, or what comes by night but I was a loner away into a corner sobbin' and countin' my sorrow, with her smile in my sight Here she comes, like the flower surrounded like the last rose in the valley And all bent in respect for her that damsel named Sarah, from Offaly all men runnin' and dyin' to meet the one sweet charmin' all were slaves and did follow, the smile of her delight but I was a loner away into a corner sobbin' and countin' my sorrow, with her smile in my sight Wait 'til I get me a fortune sure I'll set sail to the England of gold Then sure her smile I'll be catchin' and her silken fair hands I'll kiss and hold then none is a matchin' if money I'll be hatchin' my dreams surely will follow, of a future so bright! but I was a loner away into a corner sobbin' and countin' my sorrow, with her smile in my sight Years passed and I am back to green lookin' for a sweet named Sarah McMeekin But the news got me dead and green the lady now is a mother of ten but I was a loner away into a corner sobbin' and countin' my sorrow, with her smile in my sight! |