Eileen Óg Songtext
von The Dubliners

Eileen Og and that the darling′s name is.
And through the Barony her features the were famous,
If we loved her then who was there to blame us,
For wasn't she the pride of Petravore.
But her beauty made us all look so shy,
Not a man could look her in the eye
Boys, O boys, sure that′s the reason why,
We're in mourning for the pride of Petravore.

Eileen Og my heart is growin grey,
Ever since the day you wandered far away
Eileen Og there's good fish in the sea,
But htere′s none of them like the pride of Petravore.


Friday at the fair of Ballintubber,
Eileen met McGrath the cattle jobber
I′d like to set me mark upon the robber
For he stole away the pride of Petravore
He never seemed to see the girl at all
Even when she ogled him from underneath her shawl
Looking big and masterfull when she was looking small
Most provoking for the pride of Petravore

Eileen Og my heart is growin grey,
Ever since the day you wandered far away
Eileen Og there's good fish in the sea,
But there′s none of them like the pride of Petravore.

So it went as it was in the beginning,
Eileen Og was bent upon the winning
Big McGrath contentedly was grinning,
Being courted by the pride of Petravore
Says he I know a girl thet could knock you into fits
As that Eileen nearly lost her wits,
The upshot of the ruction was that now the robber sits
With his arm around the pride of Petravore

Eileen Og my heart is growin grey,
Ever since the day you wandered far away
Eileen Og there's good fish in the sea,
But there′s none of them like the pride of Petravore.


Boys, Oh boys! With faith is hard to grapple
Of my eye 'tis eileen was the apple,
Now to see her walking to the chapel
With the hardest featured man in Petravore
Now boys this is all I have to say,
When you do your courting make no display
If you want them to run after you just walk the other way
For they′re mostly like the pride of Petravore.

Eileen Og my heart is growin grey,
Ever since the day you wandered far away
Eileen Og there's good fish in the sea,
But there's none of them like the pride of Petravore.