Kathleen
Thomas P. Westendorf
I'll take you home again, Kathleen
Across the ocean deep and wide
To where your heart has ever been
Since first you were my Bonnie bride
The roses all have left your cheek
I’ve watched them fade away and die
Your voice is weak whenever you speak
And tears bedim your loving eyes
I will take you home, Kathleen
To where your heart will know no pain
And when the fields are fresh and green
I will take you to your home, Kathleen
The roses all have left your cheek
I've watched them fade away and die
Your voice is weak whenever you speak
And tears bedim your loving eyes
I will take you home, Kathleen
To where your heart will know no pain
And when the fields are fresh and green
I will take you home again, Kathleen