With Kitty I'll Go (Remastered) - Jean Ritchie

t's with Kitty I'll go for a ramble

Over the mountains wild

Where the blackbirds

nest in the brambles

In a home where the eagle child

Or in some lonely valley

Where the birds in the evening nest

And my with their prayers would mingle

For the sun to hurry west

Oh my darling wee lark of the heather

Your voice is so sweet to me

As the stars all singing together

Where the mountains

sweep down to the sea

And all of Erin's bright treasures

All her beautiful locks and rills

Cannot equal one smile from my Caitlin

My queen of the heathery hills

Oh I'll buy the roughest of raiments

To last out the life of man

With my whiskers

unkempt and unshaven

Till the reach is a mile in span

Like the fleece on a

grey mountain wether

They'll thumble and dengle around

If I don't get a wife in the heather

I'll try in the low mown ground