The Seekers

Says She:

'T IS a long way ye've thraveled, me thrue love,
'Tis a long thrip ye've made on the sea,
For the sake av a shlip av a gerrl loike me,
For a bit av a kiss
No betther than this —
'Tis a long road ye've thraveled, Machree!

Says He:

'Twas a long way and lone way, Mavourneen,
But it's millions av miles, as He knows,
That a hungerin', wanderin' sunbeam goes
To be gettin' a kiss
No warmer than this
From the lips av no sweeter a rose!