Arranmore boat song

Lyrics

With swelling sail, away, away
Our bark goes bounding o’er the bay
Farewell, farewell, old Arranmore
She courtseys, courtseys to the shore

Chorus
Farewell, fond wives and children dear
From every ill, heaven keep you clear
Till through the surge we stagger back
As full of fish as we can pack

For when we’ve sowed and gardened here
Far off to other fields we’ll steer
Our farm upon the distant deep
Where all at once you till and reap.
Chorus

There, there the reeling ridge we plough
Our coulter keen the cutter’s prow
While fresh and fresh from out the trawl
The fish by hundreds in we haul.
Chorus

Thou glorious sun, gleam on above
O’er Ara, Ara of our love.
Ye ocean airs, preserve her peace
Ye night dews, yield her rich increase
Chorus

Until one glittering realm of grain
She waves her wanderers home again
And we come heaping from our hold
A silver crop, beside the gold.
Chorus


Notes

Written by Alfred P. Graves and set to music from the George Petrie Collection


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County

Donegal

Song Themes

Songs of the sea

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