I've a nice little house and a cow or two with grass
And a plant garden running by the door
I've pens for the chickens, a stable for the ass
Now what could a man want more? I don't know, maybe so
For a bachelor is easy and he’s free
I’ve lots to look after, but I'm living all alone
There’s nobody's looking after me My father often tells me I should go and have a try
To find a girl that owns a bit of land
I know the way he says it, there’s someone on his mind
And my mother has the whole thing planned I don't know, maybe so
It would mollify greatly to agree
There's little Bridget Flynn, sure it’s her I'd love to win
But she never has an eye for me Now there's a little girl who’s worth her weight in gold
And that's a decent dowry, don't you see
And I mean to go and ask her, as soon as I get home
If she'll come and have an eye for me Will she go, I don't know
But I'd love to have her sitting on my knee
And I'd sing like a thrush in the hawthorn bush
If she'd come and have an eye for me | 
