The only one I love lives in Kanturk Town
With hair dark and wavy and eyes of nut brown
Less than thirty yards from where ceaseless waters flow
The murmuring waters of river Allow.
She looks so attractive so charming and sweet
And whenever I meet her my heart skips a beat
Five foot and six inches well proportioned and fair
Is the pride of Kanturk with raven black hair.
And each time I meet her she bids me good day