Slieve Gallion Braes

As I was a-walkin' one morning in May
To view yon fair valleys and mountains so gay,
I was thinkin' on the flowers all a-goin' to decay
That still grow around you bonny bonny Slieve Gallion Braes.

And oft in the morning with my dog and my gun
I've rambled those mountains for joy and for fun,
But those days they are all over and I can no longer stay,
So farewell unto you bonny bonny Slieve Gallion Braes.

How oft of an evening and the sun in the west
I roved hand in hand with the one I love best
But the hopes of youth are vanished and now I am far away
So farewell unto you bonny bonny Slieve Gallion Braes.

My name is James McGarvey, as you may understand
I come from Derrygannard where I had a farm of land
But the rents were getting higher and I could no longer stay
So farewell unto you bonny bonny Slieve Gallion Braes.

It was not the want of employment at home
That caused these fair sons of old Erin to roam
But it was the cruel landlords who drove us all away
So farewell unto you bonny bonny Slieve Gallion Braes.