Am 
Eileen Og an' that the darlin's name is 
G 
Through the Barony her features they were famous 
Am 
If we loved her then who was there to blame us 
    Em                    Am          Em  Am 
For wasn't she the Pride of Petravore? 
Am          C 
But her beauty made us all so shy 
Em           Am 
Not a man could look her in the eye 
Am          C 
Boys, Oh boys, sure that's the reason why 
        Em                       Am        Em    Am 
We're in mournin' for the Pride of Petravore  


  Am       C 
:Eileen Og me heart is growin' grey, 
Em                  Am 
Ever since the day you wandered far away 
Am            C 
Eileen Og there's good fish in the say, 
Em                                      Am      Em  Am 
But there's none of them like the Pride of Petravore 

Am 
Friday at the fair of Ballintubber 
G 
Eileen met McGrath the cattle jobber 
Am 
I'd like to set me mark upon the robber 
Em                           Am        Em   Am 
For he stole away the Pride of Petravore 
Am           C 
He never seemed to see the girl at all 
Em                    Am 
Even when she ogled him from underneath her shawl 
Am                     C 
Lookin' big and masterful when she was lookin' small 
Em                           Am       Em   Am 
Most provokin' for the Pride of Petravore  

Am 
So it went as 'twas in the beginning 
G 
Eileen Og was bent upon the winning 
Am 
Big McGrath contentedly was grinning 
Em                          Am     Em   Am 
Being courted by the Pride of Petravore 
Am                                                  C 
Sez he: "I know a girl that could knock you into fits" 
Em                 Am 
At that Eileen nearly lost her wits 
Am                      C 
The upshot of the ruction was that now the robber sits 
Em                             Am       Em   Am 
With his arm around the Pride of Petravore  


Am        C 
Eileen Og me heart is growin' grey, 
Em               Am 
Ever since the day you wandered far away 
Am             C 
Eileen Og there's good fish in the say, 
Em                                      Am     Em  Am 
But there's none of them like the Pride of Petravore 


Am 
Boys, Oh boys, with fate 'tis hard to grapple 
G 
Of my eyes 'tis Eileen was the apple 
Am 
Now to see her walkin' to the chapel 
Em                            Am      Em   Am 
With the hardest featured man in Petravore 
Am             C 
Now, boys, this is all I have to say: 
Em                  Am 
When you do your courtin' make no display 
Am                         C 
If you want them to run after you, just walk the other way 
Em                                Am      Em   Am 
For they're mostly like the Pride of Petravore  


Am         C 
Eileen Og me heart is growin' grey, 
Em               Am 
Ever since the day you wandered far away 
Am             C 
Eileen Og there's good fish in the say, 
Em                                      Am     Em  Am 
But there's none of them like the Pride of Petravore