Fair County Roscommon

Lyrics

There’s one fair county in Ireland
Located way down in the west
It’s known as the county Roscommon
It’s the county we all love the best
From Shannonbridge back to Arigna
From Castlerea down to Coothall
And no matter what Bridie may sing of
Roscommon’s the flower of them all

It’s my own Irish home
Far across the foam
It’s oft’ times that we leave it
Some foreign lands to roam
We sometimes come home for Christmas
In the Spring time or in the Fall
Roscommon is our native county
And we love her the best of them all

Now the colleens of county Roscommon
Are comely and fair for to see
Since the days of Queen Maedbh of Rathcroghan
Or Queen Úna Bhán of Lough Key
And when old Ireland was in need of good soldiers
To fight with the bravest and best
She looked in the county Roscommon
For the pride of the men of the wes.

It’s my own Irish home
Far across the foam
It’s oft’ times that we leave it
Some foreign lands to roam
We sometimes come home for Christmas
In the Spring time or in the Fall
Roscommon is our native county
And we love her the best of them all


Notes

The late Pat Mulry from Corbooly, Knockcroghery, set these words to the air of ‘ The County of Armagh’, a song so successful for Bridie Gallagher in the 1950′s and ’60s


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County

Roscommon

Song Themes

Nostalgia

Songwriter