| I wish I was on yonder hill |
| 'Tis there I’d sit and I’d cry my fill, |
| And ev’ry tear would turn a mill, |
| iss go jay too mavoorneen slahn |
| Shule, shule, shule aroon |
| Shule go succir agus, shule go kewn; |
| Shule go dheen durrus oggus aylig lume, |
| iss go jay too mavoorneen slahn |
| I’ll sell my rod, I’ll sell my reel |
| I’ll sell my only spinning wheel |
| To buy my love a sword of steel |
| iss go jay too mavoorneen slahn |
| Shule, shule, shule aroon |
| Shule go succir agus, shule go kewn; |
| Shule go dheen durrus oggus aylig lume, |
| iss go jay too mavoorneen slahn |
| I’ll dye my petticoats, I’ll dye them red |
| And 'round the world I’ll beg my bread, |
| Until my parents shall wish me dead |
| iss go jay too mavoorneen slahn |
| Shule, shule, shule aroon |
| Shule go succir agus, shule go kewn; |
| Shule go dheen durrus oggus aylig lume, |
| iss go jay too mavoorneen slahn |
| I wish, I wish, I wish in vain |
| I wish I had my heart again, |
| And vainly think I’d not complain |
| iss go jay too mavoorneen slahn |
| Shule, shule, shule aroon |
| Shule go succir agus, shule go kewn; |
| Shule go dheen durrus oggus aylig lume, |
| iss go jay too mavoorneen slahn |
| But now my love has gone to France |
| To try his fortune to advance. |
| If he e’er come back, 'tis but a chance |
| iss go jay too mavoorneen slahn |
| Shule, shule, shule aroon |
| Shule go succir agus, shule go kewn; |
| Shule go dheen durrus oggus aylig lume, |
| iss go jay too mavoorneen slahn |