Irree Seose

IRREE seose, irree seose,
My guilley beg dooie,
Son t’an polt nish er ye er y laare
Irree seose, irree seose,
T’an grian er hroggal gennal seose,
Ta’n faiyr laal giarey ayns y close.
Irree seose, irree seose

Nagh vel mee, nagh vel mee,
My guilley beg dooie,
Er-my-chosh cha moghey as y laa?
Nagh vel mee, nagh vel mee,
Thie ollee glennit magh ayns traa,
As lurg shen gobhragh creoi fey laa.
Nagh vel mee, nagh vel mee

Lurg traa lhie, lurg traa lhie,
Myr Manninagh dooie,
Lurg oie vie venainster as fer-thie
Lurg traa lhie, lurg traa lhie,
Ayns sooree graihagh ceau my hraa,
As roshtyn thie ec brishey yn laa.
Lurg traa lhie, lurg traa lhie

Ga moghey, ga moghey,
My guilley beg dooie,
Yiow yn poll, yiow yn polt er y laare,
Ga moghey, ga moghey,
She shilley verrym er my ghraih,
Ooraghyn liauyr lioree soie.
Irree seose, irree seose

ARISE up, arise up,
My own little boy true,
For the knock has now been on the floor
Arise up, arise up,
The cheerful sun has risen up,
The grass wants cutting in the close.
Arise up, arise up

Am I not, am I not,
My own little boy true,
On my foot as early as the day?
Am I not, am I not,
The cow-house cleaned out in good time,
And then I work hard all the day.
Am I not, am I not

After bed-time, after bed-time,
Like a Manxman true,
After good-night to mistress and master
After bed-time, after bed-time,
In love’s courtship spending the time,
And reaching home at the break of day.
After bed-time, after bed-time

Though early, though early,
My own little boy true,
Thou’lt get the knock the knock on the floor
Though early, though early,
I must have a look at my love,
For long hours sitting by her.
Arise up, arise up