Tommy Makem October Winds
October winds lament around the Castle of Dromore
Yet peace is in her lofty halls, my loving treasure store
Though autumn leaves may droop and die
A bud of spring are you
Chorus:
Singing hush-a-by loo, la-loo, lo-lan
Sing hush-a-by loo-la-lo
Bring no ill will to hinder us, my helpless babe and me
Dread spirits of the Blackwater, Clan Owen's wild banshee
And Holy Mary pitying us
In Heaven for grace doth sue
Chorus
Take time to thrive my ray of hope in the garden of
Dromore
Take heed young eaglet 'till thy wings are feathered, fit
to soar
A little rest and then the world
Is full of work to do
Chorus
