Have you ever been in love my boys, or have you felt the pain?
I'd sooner be in jail myself than be in love again
For the girl I loved was beautiful I'd have you all to know
And I met her in the garden where the praties grow
She was just the sort of creature boys, that Nature did intend
To walk right through the world my boys, without the Grecian bend
Nor did she wear a chignon I'd have you all to know
And I met her in the garden where the praties grow
Says I: "My pretty Kathleen, I'm tired of single life
And if you've no objection, sure, I'll make you my sweet wife"
She answered me right modestly and curtsied very low
"O you're welcome to the garden where the praties grow"
She was just the sort of creature boys, that Nature did intend
To walk right through the world my boys, without the Grecian bend
Nor did she wear a chignon I'd have you all to know
And I met her in the garden where the praties grow
Says I: "My pretty Kathleen, I hope that you'll agree"
She was not like your city girls who say you're making free
Says she: "I'll ask my parents and tomorrow I'll let you know
If you'll meet me in the garden where the praties grow"
She was just the sort of creature boys, that Nature did intend
To walk right through the world my boys, without the Grecian bend
Nor did she wear a chignon I'd have you all to know
And I met her in the garden where the praties grow
O the parents they consented and we're blessed with children three
Two boys just like their mother and a girl the image of me
And now we're goin' to train them up the way they ought to go
For to dig in the garden where the praties grow
She was just the sort of creature boys, that Nature did intend
To walk right through the world my boys, without the Grecian bend
Nor did she wear a chignon I'd have you all to know
And I met her in the garden where the praties grow