An Cailín Rua - Skara Brae

Véarsa:

Nach doiligh domhsa mo chailín a mholadh

Ní hé amháin mar bhí sí rua

Bhí sí mar gha gréine ag dul in éadan na ngloiní

Is bhí scéimh mhná na Finne le mo chailín rua

Curfá:

Thug mé lion í ó bhaile go baile

Ó Gheaftaí Dhoire go Baile Átha Luain

Chun fhuil aon mhíle dár shiúil mé ar an fad sin

Nach dtug mé deoch leanna do mo chailín rua

Véarsa:

B’fhearr liom í ná bó is ná bearrach

Nó a bhfuil de loingis ag tarraingt chun cuain

B’fhearr liom arís na cíos Chluain Meala

Go mbeinn is mo chailín i mBaile Átha Luain

Véarsa:

Chuir mé mo chailín go margadh Shligigh

Ba é sin féin an margadh bhí daor

Bhí scilling agus punt ar an mheánpheicín ime

Is go dtug mé sin le fuinneamh do mo chailín rua

Chuaigh sí siar agus bróga breac' uirthi

Ribíní glasuaithne teannta ar a gruaig

D'éalaigh sí uaimse le buachaill an tsiopa

Is a Rí nár dheas í, mo chailín rua

Verse:

I don't mind proposing to my girlfriend

Not only because she was red

She was like a ray of sunshine going against the glasses

The women of the Finn were scheming with my red girl

Chorus:

I took her from home to home

From Geaftyderry to Athlone

For the blood of a mile I walked that long

Didn't I give my redheaded girlfriend a drink

Verse:

I would rather her than a cow or a ram

Or ships pulling into port

I would again prefer the Clonmel rental

That I would be my girlfriend in Athlone

Verse:

I sent my girlfriend to Sligo market

The market itself was expensive

The average peck of butter was a shilling and a pound

I gave that energy to my red girl

She went back with spotted shoes on

Green ribbons tied to her hair

She ran away from me with the shop boy

It's a good King, my red girl