Shores Of Lough Bran
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Sit you down, loyal comrade, sit you down for a while,
While I spend my last hours in Erin's green isle.
So fill up your glasses and we'll drink hand in hand,
For tomorrow I'll be leaving the shores of Lough Bran.
There's my father and mother you can now hear them cry,
With their tears bewailing, 'twould moisten your eye,
But I will assist them, please God, if I can,
While far away from lovely Erin and the shores of Lough Bran.
In the incoming morning I will bid you adieu,
To Leitrim, Drumshanbo and sweet Carrick too,
But no matter what fortune I shall meet far away,
My thoughts shall be with you by night and by day.
My thoughts shall be with you while life's course is spanned,
Far away from lovely Erin and the shores of Lough Bran.