Grehan Sisters Tommy Mcdonagh
As I roamed by the shores of Loch Gara On the eve of a bright harvest day 'Twas there I beheld a young maiden As I homeward was winding my way. Oh I tried for to hide my emotion For her features I miss nor recall I stood and I gazed there enchanted On the cailín deas crúite na mbó.
She sang of the one she loved dearly And her voice it was mellow and clear And the note of her song, sadly playing My love was a bold Volunteer. His name it was Tommy McDonagh And his eke will I miss and recall And his memory still lives in my bosom Said the cailín deas crúite na mbó.
My love, he was tall, young and handsome He was perfect in every degree And my heart it is broke in deep sorrow Since the evening he parted from me. Goodbye, love my comrades are waiting I will meet you next Sunday at four But alas, 'twas a parting for ever Said the cailín deas crúite na mbó.
That night as I lay in my slumber I dreamed never ever so strange I saw Orange forces in conflict And my love he stood by his close range The shots they rang out with commotion And my love he was laid in his pall I awoke and my heart was near broken Said the cailín deas crúite na mbó.
My love, all the fair maids of Ireland Who pray that his soul rest on high All along with those bold IRA men Who for their own country did die. Dear Tommy, may we yet meet in Heaven Where our parting for ever shall be o'er Where we'll sing with God's angels above us Said the cailín deas crúite na mbó.
