As I roved out one morning going to Dungarvan Fair 
I spied a pretty maiden with the sunlight in her hair 
Her way was so delightful, her voice rang like a bell 
And as I overtook her I asked if she was well. 
Chorus: 
Lay down your woolen shawl me love 
I swear it is no joke 
And I'll tell to you the story 
Of the Old Dungarvan Oak. 
As we approached Dungarvan the girl at me did stare 
And she asked me why I raised my hat to a tree so old and bare 
I told her of the legend, if the tree should e'er come down 
There'd be a great disaster and Dungarvan would be drowned. 
Chorus: 
Lay down your woolen shawl me love 
I swear it is no joke 
And I'll tell to you the story 
Of the Old Dungarvan Oak. 
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Then she started laughing, my face grew very red 
And she said that only fools believed what those old legends said 
Her laughter was contagious for the truth to you I'll tell 
By the time I reached the market place I began to laugh as well. 
Chorus: 
Lay down your woolen shawl me love 
I swear it is no joke 
And I'll tell to you the story 
Of the Old Dungarvan Oak. 
As I sit here by my fireside it's the autumn of my life 
And the darling girl I met that day is now my darling wife 
I have a lovely daughter And a son to push my yoke 
And all because I raised my hat to the Old Dungarvan Oak. 
Chorus: 
Lay down your woolen shawl me love 
I swear it is no joke 
And I'll tell to you the story 
Of the Old Dungarvan Oak. 
Chorus: 
Lay down your woolen shawl me love 
I swear it is no joke 
And I'll tell to you the story 
Of the Old Dungarvan Oak...