Waitin’ for My Dearie Carol Richards

[FIONA]
Many a lassie as everyone knows'll
Try to be married before twenty-five
So she'll agree to most any proposal
All he must be is a man, and alive

I hold a dream and there's no compromisin'
I know there's one certain laddie for me
One day he'll come walkin' o'er the horizon
But should he not, then an old maid I'll be
Foolish ye may say
Foolish I will stay

Waitin' for my dearie
And happy am I
To hold my heart till he comes strollin' by

When he comes, my dearie
One look and I'll know
That he's the dearie I've been wantin' so

Though I'll live forty lives
Till the day he arrives
I'll not ever, ever grieve
For my hopes will be high
That he'll come strollin' by
For ye see, I believe