Eileen Og sure that the darling name is 
Through the barony her features they were famous
If we loved her then who is there to blame us 
For wasn't she the pride of Petravore?
But her beauty made us all so shy
Not a man could look her in the eye 
Boys, O boys, sure that's reason why
We're in mourning for the pride of Petravore 
Eileen Og my heart is growing grey
Ever since the day you wondered far away
Eileen Og there’s good fish in the see
But there's none of them like the Pride of Petravore
 
Boys, O boys, with fate 'tis hard to grapple 
To me eyes this Eileen was the apple 
Now to see her walkin' to the chapel 
With the hardest featured man in Petravore 
Boys, O Boys, this is all I have to say 
When you do your courting make no display
If you want them [bad word] after you just walk the other way 
For they're mostly like the Pride of Petravore 
 
Eileen Og my heart is growing grey
Ever since the day you wondered far away
Eileen Og there’s good fish in the see
But there's none of them like the Pride of Petravore