On a fine and pleasant evening as my walks I did pursue The flowers were blooming beautiful they had that verdant hue And as Luna spread her silver rays disclosing many's the scene I overheard a youthful pair conversing on the green.
By the corncrake loudly calling, they my footsteps did not hear And the hawthorn proved my trusty friend as to them I drew near. Till at last he broke the silence and these words to her did say Oh it's I am bound to sail away to far Columbia's shore On board of that great ship Brittania and strange countries I'll explore.
When she heard of his departure she, her arms around him threw And the falling tears rolled down her cheeks and wet her face like dew. For it's when you reach Columbia's shore some pretty maids you'll find Dressed in their country's fashion you'll soon bear me from your mind.
Oh no, my dear where'er I roam in foreign lands to toil I'll never forget the days we spent sailing round Lough Foyle Oh no, my dear where'er I roam a stranger's fate to share I'll never forget the nights I spent with you around Carrowclare.
Then he threw his around her saying if fortune favours me We'll join our hands in wedlock bands when I return to thee. And from Derry Quay he sailed away on breezes fresh and fair And now he is in America far far from Carrowclare.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
