[00:27.44]Your hills and dales and flowery vales
[00:34.32]That lie near the Moorlough Shore
[00:41.28]Your winds that blow through Borden's Grove
[00:48.90]Shall I ever see you more?
[00:55.10]Where the primrose grows and the violets blow
[01:01.95]Where the trout and salmon play
[01:08.37]With my line and hook, delight I took
[01:15.67]But to spend my youthful days
[01:22.65]As I passed out to see my girl
[01:29.61]And to hear what she would say
[01:36.55]For to see if she'd take pity on me
[01:43.43]Before I would go away
[01:50.42]She said, "I vowed an Irish lad
[01:57.24]And he was my only joy
[02:03.40]And ever since I saw his face
[02:10.99]I love my soldier boy"
[02:21.45]"Perhaps your soldier boy was lost
[02:28.60]While crossing the raging main
[02:34.97]Or perhaps he has gone with some other girl
[02:42.50]You might never see him again"
[02:49.70]"Well, if my Irish boy is lost
[02:55.86]He's the one I do adore
[03:02.19]And for seven long years I'll wait for him
[03:09.67]On the banks of the Moorlough Shore"
[03:44.33]Farewell to see Clare's castles grand
[03:51.13]Farewell to foggy hills
[03:57.77]Where the beaded webs like bleaching silk
[04:04.93]And the bubbling stream runs still
[04:11.71]Near there I spent my youthful days
[04:18.88]But alas, they are all o'er
[04:25.31]And cruelty has banished me
[04:32.70]Far away from the Moorlough Shore