She lived beside the Anner sung by Sean O` Se

Irieh song She lived beside the Anner [Charles Kickham] Oh she lived beside The Anner at the foot of Slievenamon a gentle Irish colleen with mild eyes like the dawn her cheeks were dewy rosebuds and her teeth were pearls rare a snowdrift ’neath the beechen bough her neck and long brown hair oh happy was to see her on a Sunday when the bell was filling with it’s mellow tone lone wood and grassy dell and when at eve young maidens strolled the Anner banks along the widow’s brown-haired daughter was the lov’liest of the throng oh brave, brave Irish colleens we well may call yee brave for the least of all your perils are the stormy ocean waves when you leave your quiet valleys and cross the Atlantic foam to hoard your hard-won earnings for the helpless ones at home send word to my dear mother that we’ll meet in heav’n above and tell my little brother I send him all my love may the angels ever guard him was the dying sister’s prayer and folded in the letter was a braid of nut-brown hair oh cold and sallow now my weary heart has grown for all thy troubles Ireland and for sorrows of my own yet with tears my eyes will moisten when by Anner banks I stray for The Lilly of the Mountain Brook who withered far away