Live in my Heart and Pay No Rent

Samuel Lover (1797–1868)

’VOURNEEN, when your days were bright,

Never an eye did I dare to lift to you,

But now, in your fortune’s blight,

False ones are flying in sunshine that knew you;

But still on one welcome true rely,

Tho’ the crops may fail, and the cow go dry,

And your cabin be burned, and all be spent,

Come, live in my heart and pay no rent;

Come, come, live in my heart,

Live in my heart and pay no rent;

Come, come, live in my heart,

Live in my heart, mavourneen!

’Vourneen, dry up those tears,

The sensible people will tell you to wait, dear,

But ah! in the wasting of Love’s young years,

On our innocent hearts we ’re committing a chate, dear.

For hearts when they ’re young should make the vow,

For when they are old they don’t know how;

So marry at once and you ’ll not repent,

When you live in my heart and pay no rent,

Come, come, live in my heart,

Live in my heart and pay no rent,

Come, come, live in my heart,

Live in my heart, mavourneen!