In early spring, when small birds sing and lamb do sport and play
My way I took my friends forsook and went to Dublin bay
I am what I ask a passenger and to England I sailed over
And bade farewell to all of my friends and left the Shamrock shore

To London fair I did repair my fortune there to find
I found it was a lovely place and pleasant to my eyes
The ladies too were fairer to view and rich the purse they wore
But none I saw could compare to the Maids of the Shamrock shore

With the maids of the Shamrock shore
No one can compare!
No one can compare!