Kathleen - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
KATHLEEN. Copyright, 1894, by Helene Mora. Written, Composed and Sung by Helene Mora. 
I'm in love with a charming young lady, Just the finest young lady on earth; A gem of the very first water, And I'm proud that she's Irish by birth; I met her beneath the green bower; I kissed her and liked it so well; She blushed like the fairest of flowers That grow in a mossy green dell. 
Chorus. Kathleen, so fair and bright; star of eve and darkest night; 'Mid shady lane and meadow green, I long to roam with sweet Kathleen. 
Her parents they boast not of riches; They've a neat little farm of their own; Her father he digs his own praties, And they live in the County Tyrone; For miles round our Kathleen is famous-Good looks and good nature serene: 'Tis there she is always acknowledged At the fairest young colleen e'er seen.- Chorus. 
We are going to get married next Sunday, And the old folks will give us away; The belle in the church will be ringing, And the boys and the girls will be gay; As sure as the stars are above us, My Kathleen will ever be true; And as from the church we are coming, All the boys and the girls shout harroo.- Chorus,