While the bright flowers are blowing
While the glad spring is glowing
My young life sowrn away
In Clonmel Gaol I lie
From my bride broken hearted
From my friends harshly parted
For a crime not my own
Doomed at daybreak to die

Oh my love never more will your fond arms embrace
By cold chains they're replaced in the Gaol of Cluain Meala

How hard is my fortune
How vain my repining
The strong rope of death
Eor this young neck will turn

My strength is departed
My cheeks sunk and sallow
While I pine in my chains in the Gaol of Cluain Meala

Oh my love never more will your fond arms embrace
By cold chains they're replaced in the Gaol of Cluain Meala

Now the time is upon me
Fare thee well my companions
For no more will I lie in the Gaol of Cluain Meala
While the bright flowers are blowing
While the glad spring is glowing
Let me rest in my grave
Far from the Gaol of Cluain Meala

Oh my love never more will your fond arms embrace
By cold chains they're replaced in the Gaol of Cluain Meala