If all you young men were hares on the mountain

How many young girls would take guns and go hunting?

Coineanach amaideach

Oidhche mhath

If the young men could sing like blackbirds and thrushes

How many young girls would go beating the bushes?

Coineanach amaideach

Oidhche mhath

If all you young men were fish in the water

How many young girls would undress and dive after?

Coineanach amaideach

Oidhche mhath

But the young men are given to friskin' and foolin'

So I'll leave them alone and attend to my schooling

Coineanach amaideach

Oidhche mhath

Coineanach amaideach

Oidhche mhath

Coineanach amaideach

Oidhche mhath

Coineanach amaideach

Oidhche mhath