Lyrics

It was in the county Kerry, a little way from Clare
Where the boys and girls are merry at a patron race or fair
The town is called Killorglin, a purty place to view
But what makes it interesting is my Bridget Donahue

Oh! Bridget Donahue, I really do love you
Although I'm in America, to you I will be true
Then Bridget Donahue, I'll tell you what I'll do
Just take the name of Patterson, and I'll take Donahue

Her father is a farmer, and a dacent man is he
He is liked by all the people from Killorglin to Tralee
And Bridget on a Sunday, when coming home from mass
She's admired by all the people, sure they wait to see her pass

Oh! Bridget Donahue, I really do love you
Although I'm in America, to you I will be true
Then Bridget Donahue, I'll tell you what I'll do
Just take the name of Patterson, and I'll take Donahue

I sent her home a picture, I did, upon my word
Not a picture of myself, but a picture of a bird
It was the American eagle, and says I, "Miss Donahue
Our eagle's wings are large enough to shelter me and you"

Oh! Bridget Donahue, I really do love you
Although I'm in America, to you I will be true
Then Bridget Donahue, I'll tell you what I'll do
Just take the name of Patterson, and I'll take Donahue

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