Eileen Og sure that the darling name is Through the barony her features they were famous If we loved her then who is there to blame us For wasn't she the pride of Petravore? But her beauty made us all so shy Not a man could look her in the eye Boys, O boys, sure that's reason why We're in mourning for the pride of Petravore Eileen Og my heart is growing grey Ever since the day you wondered far away Eileen Og there's good fish in the see But there's none of them like the Pride of Petravore Boys, O boys, with fate 'tis hard to grapple To me eyes this Eileen was the apple Now to see her walkin' to the chapel With the hardest featured man in Petravore Boys, O Boys, this is all I have to say When you do your courting make no display If you want them to run after you just walk the other way For they're mostly like the Pride of Petravore Eileen Og my heart is growing grey Ever since the day you wondered far away Eileen Og there's good fish in the see But there's none of them like the Pride of Petravore