Tibby Dunbar The Dubliners

O willt thou go wi' me sweet Tibby Dunbar
O willt thou go wi' me sweet Tibby Dunbar
Whether ride on a horse or be drawn in a cart
Or walk by my side sweet Tibby Dunbar

I care not thy daddy, his land or his money
I care not thy kin say high and say lordly
But say That thou take me for better or worse
And come in your coatie sweet Tibby Dunbar

I offer you nay thing in sillar or land
What men could determin the price of your hand
But give your consent we'd be richer by far
O willt thou go wi' me sweet Tibby Dunbar

O willt thou be known as a poor beggar's lady
And sleep in the heather rolled up in my pladie
The sky for a roof and your candle a star
My love for a fire sweet Tibby Dunbar

O willt thou go wi' me sweet Tibby Dunbar
O willt thou go wi' me sweet Tibby Dunbar
Whether a ride on a horse or been drawn in a cart
Or walk by my side sweet Tibby Dunbar