St. Patrick's Day in the Morning

As I walked out of Munster I stepped into Leinster
I met an old dame and they called her a spinster
And to rest I sat down in the corner fornenst her
On Patrick's day in the morning

"My jewel," says I, "don't be in a hurry,
For along with yourself for a while I might carry
And what would you think if myself you might marry
On Patrick's day in the morning"

I've got large things and small things and things I'll not mention, 
I've got bullocks and cows that are worth your attention, 
My love, I will treat you with good condescension, 
On Patrick's Day in the morning

She says, "If you take me, be sure and remember
You must use me genteel, for I am quite tender
I'm three score and ten, the 14th of November
on Patrick's Day in the morning"

Then it was on our voyage we came to a river
I forgot my politeness and jumped it quite clever
My wife tumbled in and I lost her forever 
On Patrick's Day in the morning.

From John Green of Beaver Island, Michigan, through Ivan Walton