Lyrics of Buachaill on Eirne - The Corrs

Buachaill on Eirne (original)

Buachaill ón Éirne mé 's bhréagfainn féin cailín deas óg
Ní iarrfainn bó spré léi tá mé fhéin saibhir go leor
'S liom Corcaigh da mhéid é, dhá thaobh
A' ghleanna 's Tír Eoghain
'S mura n-athraí mé béasaí 's mé n' t-oidhr'
Ar Chontae Mhaigh Eo
Rachaidh mé 'márach ag dhéanamh leanna fán choill
Gan choite gan bád gan gráinnín brach' ar bith liom
Ach duilliúr na gcraobh mar éadaigh leapa os mo chionn
'S óró sheacht m’anam déag thú 's tú 'féachaint orm anall
Buachailleacht bó, mo leo, nár chleacht mise ariamh
Ach ag imirt 's ag ól le h'ógmhná deasa an tsliabh
Má chaill mé mo stór ní moide gur chaill mé mo chiall
A’s ní mó liom do phóg ná'n bhróg atáim ag caitheamh le bliain

(translation)

I'm a boy from the Erne and I would dream of a pretty young girl
I would not ask a cow to milk her I am rich enough
I own Cork for its size, two sides
The Glen and Tyrone
And if I do not change my manners I am your heir
On County Mayo
I'm going to make beer in the woods tomorrow
No boat, no boat, no grain of malt 'with me
But the foliage of the branches as bedding above me
You are my seventeen souls as you look at me
Cow herding, my dear, that I never practiced
But playing and drinking with the pretty young women of the mountain
If I lost my treasure it's not that I lost my senses
I love your kiss more than the shoe I've been wearing for a year