Colleen Malone It's been ten years and three since I first went to sea On the day I returned to my sorrow I learned As the soft breezes blow through the meadow I go She was faithful each day as I sailed far away As the soft breezes blow through the meadow I go All the years of my life I will not take a wife As the soft breezes blow through the meadow I go
Hot Rize
Since I sailed from old Ireland and home
But those hills lush and green were a part of my dreams
When I dreamed of my Colleen Malone
That the angels had called her away
To a grave on a hill overlooking the mill
That's the place where she's sleeping today
Past the mill with the moss covered stone
Up the pathway I climb through the woods and the vines
To be with my Colleen Malone
There was no one but me that she loved
I remember those eyes soft and blue as the skies
And her heart was as pure as a dove
Past the mill with the moss covered stone
Up the pathway I climb through the woods and the vines
To be with my Colleen Malone
I will live in this valley alone
Planting flowers around in this soft gentle ground
That is holding my Colleen Malone
Past the mill with the moss covered stone
Up the pathway I climb through the woods and the vines
To be with my Colleen Malone
Up the pathway I climb through the woods and the vines
To be with my Colleen Malone
