Текст песни Emigrant Eyes — Golden Jubilee

Way down in the county Kerry in a place they call Tralee,
A fine old couple they lived there named Kate and Pat Magee;
They're going to have a hooley on their golden jubilee,
Well, Kate says she to Pat Magee, come listen here to me:

Oh!
Put on your ould knee britches and your coat of emerald green,
Take off that hat, me darlin' Pat, put on your ould cáibín;
For today's our golden wedding, and I want them all to know,
Just how we looked when we were wed fifty years ago.

How well do I remember when first I was your bride,
In the little chapel on yonder hill where we stood side by side;
Your hair was like a raven's wing, now it's turned to grey,
Oh, Patsy dear, come on and hear what I am going to say:

Oh!
Put on your ould knee britches and your coat of emerald green,
Take off that hat, me darlin' Pat, put on your ould cáibín;
For today's our golden wedding, and I want them all to know,
Just how we looked when we were wed fifty years ago.

How well do I remember when we danced in the village green,
You held me in your arms, dear Pat, and called me your cailín;
Of good friends we've had many, and troubles we've had few,
Oh, sweetheart dear, come on and hear what I'm going to tell to you:

Oh!
Put on your ould knee britches and your coat of emerald green,
Take off that hat, me darlin' Pat, put on your ould cáibín;
For today's our golden wedding, and I want them all to know,
Just how we looked when we were wed fifty years ago.

Oh!
Put on your ould knee britches and your coat of emerald green,
Take off that hat, me darlin' Pat, put on your ould cáibín;
For today's our golden wedding, and I want them all to know,
Just how we looked when we were wed fifty years ago.