The first time I met my Moorlough Mary Twas in the market of Sweet Strabane Her killing glances were so engaging The hearts of young men she did trepann
Her killing glances berefit my senses Of peace or comfort either night or day And in silent slumber I start and murmur Oh Moorlough Mary, won’t you come away.
Now were I a man of great education Or Erin’s Isle at my own command I would lay my head on your snowy 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 Mary, won’t you come away.
Now I’ll away to my situation Where my recreation is all in view On the river Mourne where salmon sporting The rocks re-echoing with something new
The thrush and blackbird all join in chorus Their notes melodious on Ruskae brae. And the sweet lough stream I would restore you Saying Moorlough Mary, won’t you come away.
So fare thee well young Moorlough Mary Ten thousand times I bid you adieu While life remains in my glowing bosom I’ll never cease love to think on 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
[00:14.86] The first time I met my Moorlough Mary [00:18.73] Twas in the market of Sweet Strabane [00:22.56] Her killing glances were so engaging [00:26.41] The hearts of young men she did trepann [00:30.07] [00:30.32] Her killing glances berefit my senses [00:34.69] Of peace or comfort either night or day [00:38.04] And in silent slumber I start and murmur [00:41.92] Oh Moorlough Mary, won’t you come away. [00:45.60] [00:45.85] Now were I a man of great education [00:49.67] Or Erin’s Isle at my own command [00:53.51] I would lay my head on your snowy bosom [00:57.43] In wedlock bands love we’d join our hands [01:01.07] [01:01.32] I would entertain you both night and morning [01:05.21] With robes I’d deck you, both fine and gay [01:09.05] And with kisses sweet I would embrace you [01:12.93] Oh Mary, won’t you come away. [01:40.60] [01:40.85] Now I’ll away to my situation [01:44.77] Where my recreation is all in view [01:48.71] On the river Mourne where salmon sporting [01:52.58] The rocks re-echoing with something new [01:56.18] [01:56.43] The thrush and blackbird all join in chorus [02:00.30] Their notes melodious on Ruskae brae. [02:04.15] And the sweet lough stream I would restore you [02:08.02] Saying Moorlough Mary, won’t you come away. [02:11.70] [02:11.95] So fare thee well young Moorlough Mary [02:15.82] Ten thousand times I bid you adieu [02:19.64] While life remains in my glowing bosom [02:23.51] I’ll never cease love to think on you [02:27.08] [02:27.33] Now I’ll away to some lonesome valley [02:31.30] With tears bewailing, both night and day [02:35.17] To some silent arbour where none can hear me [02:42.81] Where none can hear me [02:50.70] Where none can hear me
