Beauty Of Limerick - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
BEAUTY OF LIMERICK. 
I sing of my loved ones-an idol to me. Though parted we are by the deep rolling sea; My thoughts gladly wander to Erin's green shore. Where dwells my sweet treasure mavourneen asthore, By the side of the brooklet-a clear running stream, I fancy I see her. my cushla machree, Oh, there's no girl fairer nor lovelier than she, My beauty of Limerick, acushla machree; Oh, there's no girl fairer nor lovelier than she, My beauty of Limerick, acushla machree. 
I sigh when I think of our farewell good bye-You strived for to keep the sad tear from your eye: Poor Paddy, God save you, and send you safe home, The heart that is melting for you all alone. Sure don't I remember the promise I gave, I'd go back to old Ireland when money I'd save; Oh, there's no girl fairer nor lovelier than she, My beauty of Limerick, acushla machree; Oh, there's no girl fairer nor lovelier than she, My beauty of Limerick, acushla machree. 
I place 'neath my pillow at night, when I sleep, A sweet little token she gave me to keep-A wee bit of ribbon she took from her hair-No King has a jewel more precious or rare; In the morn when awakened I press to my heart My colleen's last gift, with it never I'll part; It comes from the fairest, the loveliest to me, My beauty of Limerick, acushla machree; Oh, there's no girl fairer, nor lovelier than she, My beauty of Limerick, acushla machree.