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Posted By: Jim Dixon
18-Apr-11 - 03:15 PM
Thread Name: Lyr/Tune Add: Over the Mountain (Boys of the Lough
From The Poems of Thomas D'Arcy McGee (New York: D. & J. Sadlier & Co., 1869), page 499:


1. 'Twas night, and the moon was just seen in the west,
    When I first took a notion to marry;
I rose and pursued my journey in haste,
    You'd have known that I was in a hurry.
I came to the door, and I rattled the pin,
I lifted the latch and did boldly walk in,
And seeing my sweetheart, I bid her "good e'en,"
                  Saying, "Come with me over the mountain!"

2. "What humor is this you've got in your head,
    I'm glad for to see you so merry;
It's twelve by the clock, and they're all gone to bed:
    Speak low, or my dadda will hear ye!"
'' I've spoken my mind, and I never will rue;
I've courted a year, and I think it will do;
But if you refuse me, sweet girl, adieu!
                  I must go alone over the mountain!"

3. "But if from my dadda and mamma I go,
    They never will think of me longer;
The neighbors about them, too, will not be slow
    To say, that no one could do wronger."
"Sweet girl, we're wasting the sweet hours away,
I care not a fig what the whole of them say,
For you will be mine by the dawn of the day,
                  If you'll come with me over the mountain!"

4. She look'd in my face with a tear in her eye,
    And saw that my mind was still steady,
Then rubb'd out the tear she was going to cry;
    "In God's name, my dear, now get ready!"
"Stop! stop! a few moments, till I get my shoes!"
My heart it rejoiced for to hear the glad news;
She lifted the latch, saying, "I hope you'll excuse
                  My simplicity, over the mountain!"

5. 'Twas night, and the moon had gone down in the west,
    And the morning star clearly was shining,
As we two pursued our journey in haste,
    And were join'd at the altar of Hymen!
In peace and contentment we spent the long day,
The anger of parents, it soon wore away,
And oft we sat chatting, when we'd nothing to say,
                  Of the trip we took over the mountain!