O, It Was Out By Donnycarney
by James Joyce
O, it was out by Donnycarney
When the bat flew from tree to tree
My love and I did walk together;
And sweet were the words she said to me.
Along with us the summer wind
Went murmuring – O, happily! –
But softer than the breath of summer
Was the kiss she gave to me.
John Duke Song Collections
Composer(s): John DukeFind at your local library