And I was one night
On Saint Bridget's Day
At a wake
Down at Castlegar
It is there that I saw a fair maid
That I took a liking to
For she was enchanting,
Lovely, happy, serene

Oh it is she who surely
Confused my mind
And the finest doctors
Would not cure me
Until the beautiful woman
Comes and checks my pulse
It's only then
That I would feel better

Because the reason for my sadness
Is that I am not allowed to visit
In the lonely valleys
Where my love goes
Because another man is minding her
Through day and night
And courting
With my fair love

But if I knew that you
Were not meant for me
I would not laugh
Nor play with you
And that my heart was so closed
In love with you
As a nail that would be driven
Through my heart

I would rather put a knife
Through my heart
And for me to be left
Until I would die
Than to be driven far away
From my people
Like a gust of wind
Blowing from Castlegar