Chuaigh mé isteach I dteach aréir Is d'iarr mé cairde ar mhnaoi an leanna Is é dúirt sí liom "ní bhfaighidh tú deor Buail an bóthar is gabh abhaile." Curfá: Níl sé ina lá, níl a ghrá Níl sé ina lá is ní bheidh go maidin Níl sé ina lá is ní bheidh go fóill Solas ard atá sa ghealaigh Chuir mé féin mo lámh I mo phóca Is d'iarr mé briseadh scillinge uirthi Is é dúirt sí liom "suigh síos ag bord Is bí ag ól anseo go maidin." Curfá "éirigh I do shuí, a fhear an tí Cuir ort do bhrístí is do hata Go gcoinne tú ceol leis an duine cóir A bheas ag ól anseo go maidin." Curfá Nach mise féin an fear gan chéill A d'fhág mo chíos in mo scornaigh? D'fhág mé léan orm féin Is d'fhág mé séan ar dhaoine eile Translation I went into a tavern, and the barkeep Doesn't much care for the look of me I look like I've got no money on me She tells me to hit the road I put my hand into my pocket I asked if she could break a shilling She said to me "sit down at the table You'll be drinking here 'till morning." She roused the man of the house Tells him to get up, put his trousers and hat on And go out and find a musician to entertain me So I'll stay here drinking until morning Was I the man without sense To leave my money when I'd been scorned? I left woefully I left a sign to other people