Fair Legate Joe
Legate Joe knows the cowlues cry
He runs with the hare when the summer is nigh
A tinker boy is fancy free
In the quiet green hills of Sligo
Don't you wish someday, now that you could go
With a bag on your back and a pace that's slow
Leave your home and the city's fog
With the tinker's gold a-robin'
Fair Legate Joe knows the cowlues cry
He runs with the hare when the summer is nigh
A tinker boy is fancy free
In the quiet green hills of Sligo
Now that tinker boy never went to school
But you can tell he's no one's fool
He knows how to fish, how to lay a snail
He can sing like a lark in the mornin'
Fair Legate Joe knows the cowlues cry
He runs with the hare when the summer is nigh
A tinker boy is fancy free
In the quiet green hills of Sligo
Think I'd eat and go with him
Now that the summer is comin' in
Travel the roads with the tinker band
And the fair-legged boy for to lead me
Fair Legate Joe knows the cowlues cry
He runs with the hare when the summer is nigh
A tinker boy is fancy free
In the quiet green hills of Sligo
Fair Legate Joe knows the cowlues cry
He runs with the hare when the summer is nigh

A tinker boy is fancy free
In the quiet green hills of Sligo
In the quiet green hills of Sligo