Lyrics:

It's been ten years and three since I first went to sea
Since I sailed from old Ireland and home
But those hills lush and green were a part of my dreams
When I dreamed of my Colleen Malone
On the day I returned to my sorrow, I learned
That the angels had called her away
To a grave on a hill overlooking the mill
That's the place where she's sleeping today
As the soft breezes blow through the meadow I go
Past the mill with the moss covered stone
Up the pathway I climb through the woods and the vines
To be with my Colleen Malone

She was faithful each day as I sailed far away
There was no one but me that she loved
I remember those eyes soft and blue as the skies
And her heart was as pure as a dove
As the soft breezes blow through the meadow I go
Past the mill with the moss covered stone
Up the pathway I climb through the woods and the vine
To be with my Colleen Malone

All the years of my life, I will not take a wife
I will live in this valley alone
Planting flowers around in this soft gentle ground
That is holding my Colleen Malone
As the soft breezes blow through the meadow I go
Past the mill with the moss covered stone
Up the pathway I climb through the woods and the vines
To be with my Colleen Malone
Up the pathway I climb through the woods and the vines
To be with my Colleen Malone