Oh Kitty, my darling, remember That the doom will be mine if I stay 'Tis far better to part, though it's hard to Than to rot in their prison away
'Tis far better to part, though it's hard to Than to rot in their prison away
So softly he kissed her pale lips 'Twas the same story over an o'er Hush mo mhuirnín, the police are watching And you know that I must go, a stor
Hush mo mhuirnín, the police are watching And you know that I must go, a stor
In a day I'll be over the mountain There'll be time enough left for to cry So good night, and God guard you forever And write to me, won't you, goodbye
So good night, and God guard you forever And write to me, won't you, goodbye
