Henrik Norbeck's Song Lyrics

Road to Clady, The

Sheet Music (and more information about this song)

I am a country servant, serving in Killane,
in a place they call New Hamilton, a grand old-fashioned town.
It was early one morning, at the hour of three,
when I set off to Clady, the old grey mare and me.

In the corner of the street, a bus I chanced to pass,
and in the corner of the bus I spied a country lass.
Says I: "My pretty fair maid, will you come along with me?
I'm going the road to Clady, the old grey mare and me."

Cheeks as red as roses, eyes a bonny blue,
dancing, dancing, pierced me through and through.
She fairly won my fancy, and stole away me heart,
jogging along to Clady on the sour milk cart.

Well I asked her up beside me, and on the cart she sat,
I slipped an arm around her waist, we soon began to chat.
The birds in the bushes, how sweetly they did sing.
The blackbirds and the thrushes, how they made the forest ring.


Well you've heard of lords and ladies making love in shady bowers,
and how they woo a while among the roses and the flowers.
I'll never forget that morning, when Cupid shot his dart,
jogging along to Clady on the sour milk cart.


Discography: Lá Lugh (Eithne Ní Uallacháin)

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