CARA DILLON


The Maid Of Culmore Lyrics

Leaving sweet lovely Derry for fair London town,
There is no finer harbour all around can be found,
Where the youngsters each evening go down to the shore,
And the joy bells are ringing for the maid of Culmore.

The first time I saw her she passed me by,
And the next time I saw her, she bid me goodbye,
But the last time I saw her grieved broke my heart sore,
For she sailed out of Ireland, away from Culmore.

If I had the power, the storms for to rise,
I would make the wind blow high; I'd darken the skies,
I would make the wind blow high and salt seas to roar,
Till the day that my darling sailed away from Culmore.

To ramparts of America my love I'll go seek,
For it's there I know no-one and no-one knows me,
But if don't find her I'll return home no more,
Like a pilgrim I'll wander for the maid of Culmore.

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Record Label(s): 2011 Charcoal Records
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