Chorus
I love to ramble down the old boreen,
When the hawthorns blossums are in bloom
And to sit by me gate
on that auld mossy seat
Whispering to Kate Muldoon.
I was trashing in me barn when her father came one day
Said
Patsy Hogan what is this I heard,
You've been speaking to me daughter now what have you to say
Was then I couldn't say
a single word
Then he took me by the hand and said Patrick me son
I'd be glad to see you settled well in life
And
since you love me daughter and her heart is fairly won
At shroue time you can make the girl your wife.
Chorus
I
love to ramble down the old boreen,
When the hawthorns blossums are in bloom
And to sit by me gate on that auld mossy
seat
Whispering to Kate Muldoon.