Wild Irish Rose

In the land of forever
Where the women are clever
Men will do whatsoever
Their dreams may suppose.
Bent to find a rare beauty
Unconfined by her duty
She's inclined to be snooty
This wild Irish rose.

Though at times she's unruly
He'll not scold her unduly
And will love her so truly
All his heart he'll expose.
For to cleave to her always
On the great and the small days
As he journeys life's hallways
With his wild Irish rose.

For her eyes sing a song, and her lips warm his soul.
Her embrace makes him strong, in her love he is whole.

In the land of forever
She's his only endeavor
He avows ne'er to sever
From his wild Irish rose.