I'm thinking of Erin to-night, And the little white cot by the sea, Where Jennie, my darling, now dwells, The fairest and dearest to me; I know that she waits for me day after day, My heart ever longs to be there, To meet her, my darling, my own, Sweet Jennie, the flower of Kildare.
Chorus - I know that she's waiting for me, My heart longs to be there, To meet her, my darling, my own, Sweet Jennie, the flower of Kildare. The flower of Kildare, the flower of Kildare, Sweet Jennie, the flower of Kildare.
I'm waiting her sweet face to see, While we're parted I linger in pain, But soon will my heart beat with joy, O'er the sea I'll be sailing again; Again her sweet kisses of love to receive; For her, the sea's storms I will dare, To meet her, my darling, my own, Sweet Jennie, the flower of Kildare. - Cho.
Wm. J. Schmidt, 360 Mulberry Street, Baltimore. Publisher of American, English, Irish, Dutch, Negro, Sailor, Soldier, Comic, Humorous, College, Sentimental, Social and Religious Choice Selected Songs.
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