Roads of Kildare - Tom Donovan

Johnny was born in the mansion

Down in the county of Clare

Rosie was born by the roadside

Somewhere in county killdeer

Destiny brought them together

On the road near killorglan one day

Little bright pretty shawl she was singing

And she stole his young heart away

For she said meet me tonight by the campfire

Come with me over the hill

Let us be married tomorrow

Please let me whisper I will

What the neighbors are talking

Who cares if your friends stop and stare

You'll be pound to be married to Rosie

Who was reared on the roads of killdeer

Think of the parents who reared you

Think of the family name

How can you marry a gypsy

Oh what a terrible shame

Parents and friends stop your pleading

Don't worry about my affair

For I've fallen in love with a gypsy

Who was reared on the roads of killdeer

For she sang meet me tonight by the campfire

Come with me over the hill

Let us be married tomorrow

Please let me whisper I will

What the neighbors are talking

Who cares if your friends stop and stare

You'll be pound to be married to Rosie

Who was reared on the roads of killdeer

Johnny went down from his mansion

Just as the sun had gone down

Turning his back on his kinfolk

Likewise his dear native town

Facing the roads of old Ireland

With a gypsy he loved so sincere

When he came to the light of the campfire

These are the words he did hear

For she sang meet me tonight by the campfire

Come with me over the hill

Let us be married tomorrow

Please let me whisper I will

What the neighbors are talking

Who cares if your friends stop and stare

You'll be pound to be married to Rosie

Who was reared on the roads of killdeer

For she said meet me tonight by the campfire

Come with me over the hill

Let us be married tomorrow

Please let me whisper I will

What the neighbors are talking

Who cares if your friends stop and stare

You'll be pound to be married to Rosie

Who was reared on the roads of killdeer