Lyrics:

B'�ite liom f�in 'bheith ar thaobh mhala� shl�ibhe
'Gus cail�n gaelach a bheith 'mo chomhair
Bheinn a br�agadh 's a teannadh l�ithe
'Gus dar liom f�in, 'ri�, gur dheas ar nd�igh

Ag �ir� domh f�in ar maidin an lae ghil
'S m� gabhail f�'n choill chraobhaigh 's m� seoladh b�
Tharlaigh domh an sp�irbhean 'na su� ar an l�ana
'S a fallaing l�ithe 's � l�n de ghn�

D'fhiafraigh m� d�the go ci�in is go ceill�
An nglacfaidh t� p�g uaim, a st�r mo chro�?
D'oscail s� a b�il�n 'gus labhair s� Bearla
'S � d�irt s�, 'Pray sir, and let me be'

Is maith an air� ar na buaibh a shant�
'Gus bheinnse 'a seoladh amuigh sa l�
I'm agus bainne iad, ar theacht a' tsamhraidh
'S mar gheall ar bh�lacht a ph�star mn�

Translation
I'd love to be on a sloping hillside
With an Irish girl by my side
I'd coax and tease her and draw her nearer
No happier state can I visualize

As I rode out when day was dawning
To herd the kine by the leafy glade
I espied a damsel on the pasture seated
With hazel nuts in her mantle tied

I gently spoke to this pretty maiden
And would like to kiss her if she'd agree
She answered softly and spoke in English
And uttered, 'Pray sir, and let me be'

The herds deserve to be craved and cared for
And I would herd them the live long day
They give fresh milk and churning through the summer
And for stocks of kine sure, young maidens wed