THE GOLD CLADDAGH RING

It being a fine morning this young man he chose
That he'd make occasion to wear his fine clothes
And it's down to the glen where the bonny lassie goves
To give her a token of his love, we suppose.

"Mary, oh Mary, if I could be your man
Between you and danger I fearlessly would stand
With this gold Claddagh ring on your lily white hand
There never was another would dress you so grand."

There's no sun in summer 
There's no flowers in spring
Oh her hands hold my heart
Like the gold Claddagh ring.

"Johnny, oh Johnny, the ring it is of gold
And its hands and fine heart, they are lovely to behold
But if I had a ring for one evening to hold
Then you will have my answere 'ere a week shall be old."

Why have the weeks passed and not an answer came?
And why is it that women are smarter than men?
For this girl's kept the ring which I'll ne'er see again
Oh has has many like it in a fine box at hame.