[G]Farewell my country a long farewell fare[Em]well,
My[C] tale of[D] anguish no[G] tongue can tell,
For Im forsed to fly o're the ocean[Em] wide,
From the[C] home I[D] love by Lough[C] Sheelin[G] side.
[2]
How proud was I of my girl so fair,
I was envied most by the young men there,
When I brought her back a bashful bride,
From my cottage home by Lough Sheelin side.
[3]
But all our joys were too good to last,
For the landlord came our young hopes to blast,
In vain we pleaded for mercy no,
He hurled us out in the blinding snow.
[4]
But no one opened for us their doors,
For ill felt vengeance would reach them sure,
My Eileen fainted in my arms and died,
On that snowy night by Lough Sheelin side.
[5]
I buried her down in the churchyard low
Where in the springtime the wild flowers grow,
I shed no tears for my tongue felt dry
On that fearfull night by Lough Sheelin side.
[6]
Farewell my country farewell all day,
The ship will soon take me far away,
But my fond heart would sooner bide,
Near my Eileen's grave by lough Sheelin side.