Irish Song Lyrics 
from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
The Roads Of Kildare 
Johnny was born in a mansion, somewhere in the County of Clare Rosie was reared by the roadside, somewhere in County Kildare Destiny brought them together, on the road to Killorglin one day In her bright pretty shawl she was singing, And she stole his young heart away
 And she said..... 
Chorus Meet me tonight at the camp-fire, come with me over the hill Let us be married to-morrow, please let me whisper I will What if the neighbours are talking Who cares if your friends stop and stare You'll be proud to be married to Rosie Who was reared on the road to Kildare 
Think of the parents that reared you, think of the family name How could you marry a Gypsy? Oh what a terrible shame Parents and friends stop your pleading, don't worry about my affair For I've fallen in love with a Gypsy Who was reared on the road to Kildare And she said.... 
Chorus 
Johnny came down from his mansion Just as the sun was going down Turning his back on his kin-folk, likewise on his own native town Facing the roads of old Ireland, with the gypsy he loved so sincere As he came to the light of the camp-fire These are the words he could hear And she said.... 
Chorus