Castle of Dromore

Lyrics

The 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
Sing hushabye loo, low loo, low la
Hushabye loo, low loo

Dread spirits all of black water, Clan Owen’s wild banshee
Bring no ill wind to him nor us, my helpless babe and me
And Holy Mary pitying us to Heaven for grace we plea
Sing hushabye loo, low loo, low la
Hushabye loo, low loo

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
Sing hushabye loo, low loo, low la
Hushabye loo, low loo

Tyrone 1

Songs of Tyrone


Notes

This lullaby sings a child to sleep with a prayer for safety against the wild weather and ‘Clan Eoin’s wild Banshee.’  There are Castles of Dromore or Dromore Castles in Down, Kerry, Limerick and Tyrone. I included this song on the album “Songs of Tyrone” because ‘Clan Eoin’ was the ‘Clan of Eoghan’ who once ruled the counties of Tír Eoghan (now Tyrone), Derry and parts of County Donegal. On reflection, I now think it more likely to be Dromore Castle in Kerry, because the song’s writer, Sir Harold Boulton, was an occasional guest there.

Clip – Reg Keating



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