Cara Dillon
Cara Dillon - Moorlough Mary lyrics
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The first time I meet young Moorlough Mary 'Twas in the market at sweet Strabane Her thrilling glances was so engaging The hearts of young men she did trepan Her killing glances bereaved my senses Of peace and comfort either night and day In my silent slumber I start to murmer O, Moorlough Mary, won't you come away? Now I a man of great education On Erin's Isle at your command I'd lay my head on your throbbing bosom In wedlock bands, love, we'd join our hands I would entertain you both night and morning With robes I'd deck you both fine and gay And with kisses sweet I would embrace you "Oh Moorlough Mary, won't you come away?" Now I go away to my situation Where recreation is all in view On the river Mourne where salmons sporting The sounding echoes bring something new The thrush and blackbird all join in chorus With notes melodious on Liskea brae And the sweet lough stream I would restore you "Oh Moorlough Mary, won't you come away?" So fare thee well, young Moorlough Mary Ten thousand times I've bid you adieu While life remains in my glowing bosom I'll never cease, love, but to think of you Now I'll away to some lonesome valley With tears bewailing, both night and day To some silent arbour where none can hear me Where none can hear me Where none can hear me