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  • Bonny Portmore
    O Bonny Portmore you shine where you stand
    And the more I think of you,
    the more I think long
    If I have you now as I have once before
    All the Lords of Old England
    would not purchase Portmore.
    O Bonny Portmore I am sorry to see
    Such a woeful destruction
    of your ornament tree
    For it stood on your shore
    for many's the long day
    'Til the long boats from Antrim
    came to float it away.
    O Bonny Portmore you shine where you stand
    And the more I think of you
    the more I think long
    If I had you now as I had once before
    All the Lords of Old England
    would not purchase Portmore.
    All the birds in the forest they bitterly weep
    Saying "where shall we shelter
    and where shall we sleep?"
    For the Oak and the Ash
    they are all cutten down
    And the walls of Bonny Portmore
    are down to the ground.
    O Bonny Portmore you shine where you stand
    And the more I think of you
    the more I think long
    If I had you now as I had once before
    All the Lords of Old England
    would not purchase Portmore.
  • Bonny Portmore
    O Bonny Portmore you shine where you stand
    And the more I think of you,
    the more I think long
    If I have you now as I have once before
    All the Lords of Old England
    would not purchase Portmore.
    O Bonny Portmore I am sorry to see
    Such a woeful destruction
    of your ornament tree
    For it stood on your shore
    for many's the long day
    'Til the long boats from Antrim
    came to float it away.
    O Bonny Portmore you shine where you stand
    And the more I think of you
    the more I think long
    If I had you now as I had once before
    All the Lords of Old England
    would not purchase Portmore.
    All the birds in the forest they bitterly weep
    Saying "where shall we shelter
    and where shall we sleep?"
    For the Oak and the Ash
    they are all cutten down
    And the walls of Bonny Portmore
    are down to the ground.
    O Bonny Portmore you shine where you stand
    And the more I think of you
    the more I think long
    If I had you now as I had once before
    All the Lords of Old England
    would not purchase Portmore.