| Who are you, me pretty fair maid | 
| Who are you, me honey? | 
| Who are you, me pretty fair maid | 
| Who are you, me honey? | 
| She answered me modestly, | 
| «Well I am me mammy’s darling.» | 
| CHORUS | 
| With your too-ry-ah | 
| Fol-de-diddle-dah | 
| Me Day-re fol-de-diddle | 
| Dai-rie oh. | 
| And will you come to me mammy’s house | 
| When the moon is shining clearly. | 
| And will you come to me mammy’s house | 
| When the moon is shining clearly. | 
| I’ll open the door and I’ll let you in And divil the one will hear us. | 
| CHORUS | 
| So I went to her house in the middle of the night | 
| When the moon was shining clarely. | 
| So I went to her house in the middle of the night | 
| When the moon was shining clarely. | 
| Shc opened the door and she let me in And divil the one did hear us. | 
| CHORUS | 
| She took me horse by the bridle and the bit | 
| And she led him to the stable | 
| She took me horse by the bridle and the bit | 
| And she led him to the stable | 
| Saying «There's plenty of oats for a soldier’s horse, | 
| To eat it if he’s able.» | 
| CHORUS | 
| She took me by the lily-white hand | 
| And she led me to the table | 
| She took me by the lily-white hand | 
| And she led me to the table | 
| Saying «There's plenty of wine for a soldier boy, | 
| Drink it if you’re able.» | 
| CHORUS | 
| She got up and she made the bed | 
| And she made it nice and aisy | 
| She got up and she made the bed | 
| And she made it nice and aisy | 
| Then she took me by the hand | 
| Saying «Blow out the candle!» | 
| CHORUS | 
| There we lay till the break of the day | 
| And divil the one did hear us There we lay till the break of the day | 
| And divil the one did hear us She arose and put on her clothes | 
| Saying «Darling, you must leave me.» | 
| CHORUS | 
| When will I return again | 
| When will we get married | 
| When will I return again | 
| When will we get married | 
| When broken shells make Christmas bells | 
| We might well get married. |