Beth Patterson — The Lass of Aughrim lyrics

Lyrics

If you’ll be the lass of Aughrim
As I’ll take you to be Tell me that first token
That passed between you and me Oh don’t you remember
That night on yon lean hill
When we both met together
I am sorry now to tell
Oh the rain falls on my yellow locks
And the dew soaks my skin;
My babe lies cold in my arms;
Lord Gregory, let me in Oh the rain falls on my heavy locks
And the dew soaks my skin;
My babe lies cold in my arms;
But none will let me in