Sweet Eilleen - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
SWEET EILLEEN. Copyright, MDCCCXCV, by Henry J. Wehman. Words and Music by Samuel H. Speck. 
Let others tell of sweethearts true, Let others sing of beauty rare, Let others dream of eyes so blue, And lovely, curly, golden hair; My love has not an angel face, Her eyes do not like starlight gleam, Sbe has not fairy form or grace, Yet I love her, my sweet Eilleen. 
Chorus. Sweet Eilleen, of you I dream; Sweet Eilleen, I'll love you ever, Naught our life or love can sever-My own colleen, my sweet Eilleen. 
Her heart is mine-what more care I; She's just the girl will e'er be true-To grant a wish of hers I'd die; I'll be her slave my whole life through: We'll take the rough road with the smooth, And live contented and serene; . If wealth departs, I still have love, And that the love of my Eilleen.- Chorus.