Moore’s song We May Roam thro’ this World (Daughters of Erin) has been neglected in recent years and the tune is now best known through its association with the US Army.
However, it remains to be rediscovered by a new generation, as interest continues to grow in the wonderful collection of songs Moore left behind in his Irish Melodies.
We mayAm7roam thro’ this world, like aCchild at a feast,Who butAm7sips of a sweet, and thenCflies to the rest;And, whenAm7pleasure begins to growCdull in the east,We may order our wings and beGoff to the west;But ifChearts that feel, and eyes that smile,Are theDmdearest gifts that heaven supplies,WeCnever need leave ourFown green isle,ForCsensitive hearts, and forFsun-brightGeyes.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ChorusThen reCmember, wherever your goblet is crowned,Thro’ this world, whether eastward orG7westward you roam,When aCcup to the smile of dear woman goes round,Oh! remember the smile whichDmadorns her atGhome.C~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Chorus~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~In England, the garden of Beauty is keptBy a dragon of prudery placed within call;But so oft this unamiable dragon has slept,That the garden’s but carelessly watched after all.Oh! they want the wild sweet-briery fence,Which round the flowers of Erin dwells;Which warns the touch, while winning the sense,Nor charms us least when it most repels.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Chorus~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~In France, when the heart of a woman sets sail,On the ocean of wedlock its fortune to try,Love seldom goes far in a vessel so frail,But just pilots her off, and then bids her good-by.While the daughters of Erin keep the boy,Ever smiling beside his faithful oar,Thro’ billows of woe, and beams of joy,The same as he looked when he left the shore.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Chorus