Andy M. Stewart My Heart It Belongs To She Lyrics

Late in the evening when the gloamin' comes down
It's deep in the country I'll be
When all the wild creatures and all sensible men
Are seekin' their beds I'll roam free.
Where the wild salmon spring through a peat water ring
And the blackbird and the thrush ring a jig from each tree
Some contentment I'll find with the town far behind
For my heart, it belongs to she.

And who could have blamed her, she married so young
And what of this world did she see?
Naught but pots and of pans and a hard drinking man
Being a wife and a mother of three.
And who could have blamed her when passion's wild flame And the young man with money one day replaced me?
Being a fool from the start, now I've paid with my heart
For my heart, it belongs to she.

If I pass a cottage and a family within
Its light and its warmth leave me cold.
And if I pass a young girl who catches my eye
Her youth and her hope leave me old.
And who could have blamed her when all else had failed
Whose hopes and whose dreams were no interest to me?
Being a fool from the start, now I've paid with my heart
For my heart, it belongs to she.