The October winds lament around the castle of Dromore Yet peace lies in her lofty halls my loving treasure store Though autumn leaves may droop and die a bud of spring are you
Sing hushabye loo, low loo, low lan Hushabye loo, low loo
Dread spirits all of black water Clan Owen's wild banshee Bring no ill wind to him nor us my helpless babe and me And Holy Mary pitying us to Heaven for grace doth sue
Sing hushabye loo, low loo, low lan Hushabye loo, low loo
Take time to thrive my ray of hope in the garden of Dromore Take heed, young eaglet till thy wings are feathered fit to soar A little rest and then the world is full of work to do A little rest and then the world is full of work to do
mmm... The October winds lament around the castle of Dromore Yet peace lies in her lofty halls my loving treasure store Though autumn leaves may droop and die a bud of spring are you Sing hushabye loo, low loo, low lan Hushabye loo, low loo Sing hushabye loo, low loo, low lan Hushabye loo, low loo
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