Teddy O'Neil (O'Neill)
Author unknown

Dreamt last night oh! Bad cess to the dreaming,
Sure I’d die if I thought ‘twould come truly to pass;
I dreamt, while the tears down my pillow were streming,
That Teddy was courting another fair lass.
Oh! Didn’t I wake with a weeping and wailing,
The grief of the thought was too much to conceal;
My mother cried, Norah, child what is your ailing?
But all I could utter was Teddy O’Neal –
My mother cried, Norah, child, what is your ailing?
But all I could utter was Teddy O’Neal.

Went to the cabin he’d danc’d his wild jigs in,
As neat a mud palace as ever was seen;
Considering it served to keep poultry and pigs in,
I’’m sure you’d allow ‘twas most decent and clean;
But now all around it looks cold, sad and dreary.
All sad, and all silent, no piper, no teel;
Not even the sun through the casement shines cheery,
Since I lost the dear darling boy, Teddy O’Neal –
Not even the sun through the casement shines cheery,
Since I lost the dear darling boy, Teddy O’Neal.

Shall I ever forget when the big ship was ready,
And the moment was come for my love to depart;
How I sobbed like a spalpeen, good-bye to you Teddy,
With a tear on my cheek, and a stone in my heart?
He said ‘twas to better his fortune he wander’d,
But what would be gold to the joy I should feel
If he’d only come back to me, honest and loving,
Still poor, yet my own darling Teddy O’Neil -
If he’d only come back to me, honest and loving,
Still poor, yet my own darling Teddy O’Neil.

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