The Gold Claddagh Ring Lyrics - Andy M. Stewart

It being a fine morning, this young man he chose 

That he'd make occasion to wear his fine clothes 

And it's down to the glen where the bonnie lassie goes 

To give her a token of his love, we suppose 

"Mary, oh Mary, if I could be your man 

Between you and danger I fearlessly would stand 

With this gold claddagh ring on your lily-white hand 

Oh, there ne'er was another would dress you so grand." 

There's no sun in summer there's no flowers in spring 

Her hands hold my heart like the gold claddagh ring. 

"Johnny, oh Johnny the ring it is of gold 

And it's hands and fine heart, they are lovely to behold 

But if I had the ring for one evening to hold 

Then you shall have my answer e'er the week shall be old." 

"Oh why have the weeks gone and not an answer came ? 

And why is it that women are smarter than men ? 

Oh the girl's kept the ring which I shall ne'er see again 

Oh, she has many like it in a fine box at hame." 

There's no sun in summer there's no flowers in spring 

Her hands hold my heart like the gold claddagh ring. 

It being a fine morning, this young man he chose 

That he'd make occasion to wear his fine clothes 

And it's down to the glen where the bonnie lassie goes 

To give her a token of his love, we suppose 

There's no sun in summer there's no flowers in spring 

Her hands hold my heart like the gold claddagh ring. 

Oh, her hands hold my heart like the gold claddagh ring.