I wish I was in my love's arms
I wish I was in my love's care
Two pied-ball ponies in my pocket
Rolling 'round and 'round the fair
Rosie, Rosie Reilly
Rosie, Rosie Reilly Oh
I held Rosie in my arms
At the fair of Ballinasloe
Ballinasloe was green and ope
In the morning coming down
Rosie sitting, telling fortunes
Cross my palm with half-a-crown
I didn't know she had a husband
By far a bigger man than me
I didn't know he had two brothers
Both as big and as bad as he
I saw my brothers flinging bottles
I saw my Da stretched on the ground
I saw meself with me head wide open
O Rosie Reilly where ya now
I wish I was in my love's arms
I wish I was in my love's care
Two pied-ball ponies in my pocket
Rolling 'round and 'round the fair