When a Man’s in Love He Feels No Cold
Source: The Stone Fiddle by Paddy Tunney
Location: New Edition, page 111 / 112
When a man’s in love he feels no cold,
Like me not long ago.
As a hero bold to see my girl
I ploughed through frost and snow.
The moon she gently shed her light
Along my dreary way,
Until I cam to that sweet spot
Where all my treasure lay.
I knocked at my love’s window sayin
“My dear are you within?”
And softly she undid the latch
And shyly I slipped in.
Her hand was soft, her breath was sweet,
Her tongue did gently glide.
I stole a kiss; it was no miss
And I asked her to be my bride.
“Take me to your chamber love
O take me to your bed.
Take me to your chamber love
To rest my weary head.”
“To take you to my chamber love
My parents they won’t agree.
So sit you down by yon bright fire
And I’ll sit close to thee.”
“Many a night I courted you
Against your father’s will.
You never once said you’d be my bride
So no my love sit still.
Tonight I have to cross the sea
To afar Columbia’s shore,
And you will never never see
Your youthful lover more.
“Many a cold and stormy night
I cam to visit you,
When tossed about by cold wintry winds
Or wet by the morning dew.
Tonight our courtship’s at a close
Between my love and me,
So fare thee well my favourite girl,
A long farewell to thee.”
“Are you going to leave me here?
O pray what I can do?
I’ll break through every bond of love
And go along with you.
Perhaps my parents won’t forget
But surely they’ll forgive,
For from this moment I’m content
Along with you to live.”
So, with a kiss the ring was closed
And the wedding it’s going on.
From courtship’s cares these two are freed
These two are joined as one.
So, with a kiss the ring was closed
And the wedding it’s going on.
From courtship’s cares they are released
They now are joined in one.