Katie:"When the dew is on the hayrick and every drop a pearl / When the geese are full of blarney and the thrush are singing Gaelic / And standing in the doorway is a pretty Irish girl / Oh, she is my dear, my darlin' one / Her eyes so sparklin', full of fun / No other, no other can match the likes of her / She is my dear, my darlin' one / My smilin' and beguilin' one / I love the ground she walks upon..."
