There's one fair county in Ireland

With memories so glorious and grand

Where nature has lavished it's bounty

It's the orchard of Ireland's green land

I love it's cathedral and city

Was founded by Patrick so true

And it bears in the heart of it's bosom

The ashes of Brian Boru

It's my own Irish home

Far across the foam

And though I've often left it

In foreign lands to roam

No matter where I wander

Through cities near or far

Sure me heart is at home in old Ireland

In the county of Armagh



I travelled that part of the county

Through Newport, Forkhill, Crossmaglenn

Around by the gap of Mount Norris

Then home by Blackwater again

Where the girls are so gay and so hearty

None fairer in Eireann go brath

Ah but where are the boys that can court them

Like the boys from the County Armagh



It's my own Irish home

Far across the foam

And though I've often left it

In foreign lands to roam

No matter where I wander

Through cities near or far

Sure me heart is at home in old Ireland

In the county of Armagh