They're tellin' me the gentry came from twenty miles about,
And him that came from Ballinsloe sang limpin' Jamesey down,
And 'twas Himself, no less, stood by to give the prizes out,
They're tellin' me you'd hear the noise from here to Dublin town.
So it is they're tellin' me,
Girl dear, the same may be,
I only know that comin' home
You gave your word to me.