Shores of Lough Bran

Lyrics

Sit ye down loyal comrades, sit ye down for a while
Till I spend my last hours round Erin’s green Isle
Come fill up your glasses and we will drink hand to hand
For tomorrow I’ll be leaving the shores of Lough Bran

No more will I wander round Fearnaught’s green hills
Nor the place I love fondest by the bounds of the mill
On those green fertile valleys where oft-times I ran
To inhale the sweet breezes round the shores of Lough Bran

There’s my father and my mother, I can still hear them cry
And the tears they are shedding still moisten my eye
But I will assist them, please God if I can
Far away from lovely Leitrim and the shores of Lough Bran

On the oncoming morning I will bid you adieu
From Leitrim, Drumshanbo and sweet Carrick too
And no matter what fortunes I meet on my way
My thoughts will be with you by night and by day.

So sit ye down loyal comrades, sit ye down for a while
Till I spend my last hours round Erin’s green Isle
Come fill up your glasses and we will drink hand to hand
For tomorrow I’ll be leaving the shores of Lough Bran


Notes



County

Leitrim

Song Themes

Emigration

Songwriter