The Irish Girl Songtext
von Ralph McTell

What will he do now that he′s a man
He should be settling down.
Before he had married a local girl
And stayed right here in town.
Now he's leaving the artists life
And hes taken the poets role.
And hes fallen deep in love with an Irish girl
And shes captured his heart and soul.

What will they do when they are wed
For a poets pay is poor.
Sleeping a night on a borrowed bed
And traipsing from door to door.
I dont know and it troubles me so
But they′ve gone and taken their vows.
And he has married his Irish girl
So they'll have to manage somehow.


What will they do when the children come
As the children surely will.
How will she cope when he drinks till' he′s numb
To forget his debts and bills.
Shes not much more then a girl herself
Now a loving mother and nurse.
Ahh but he has married his Irish girl
For better or for worse.

For a handsome man she would be a gift
So for him she is a prize.
With her high complexion and her corn blonde hair
And blue alluring eyes.
Now they wake in eachothers arms
And she is the poets wife.
And though he may wander from his Irish girl
He will love her all his life.

And though he may wander from his Irish girl
He will love her all his life.