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to the ends of lines): My Lagan Softly Flowing

`My Lagan Softly Flowing' is a new song, the words and music having been written by Noel McMaster. Noel grew up not far from the Lagan and spent many happy boyhood hours playing, fishing or just daydreaming along its banks. The result is a pleasant song with an instant appeal, tracing as it does the journey of the river, first through pleasing Ulster countryside and then through the industrial area beyond Lisburn before mingling at last with the salty waters of Belfast Lough. (Any slight inaccuracies may be excused on the grounds of poetic licence!)

1. Early in the morning the sun begins to rise,
Reflected on her waters, the movement of the skies.
Slowly she flows onward, disturbed I cannot see,
Through fields and rolling meadows past local industries.

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My Lagan she flows softly from Slieve Croob down to the sea,
Through Dromore and Dromara, then close to Aghalee.
From Lisburn down to Hilden, Lambeg and then Shaw's Bridge,
To Belfast's salty waters where her lonesome journey ends.

2. The years pass slowly onward changes soon unfold,
No more horses pulling the barges filled with coal.
The old lock-gates have rotted, the pathway's overgrown,
But still I love to her see as slowly she grows old.

3. Oh memories they are precious, and they are brought to life
As you walk along the towpath in the evening's fading light.
But even now, the night life begins a brand new day,
Some ripples on the surface and a trout moves on her way.

4.Young lovers they walk slowly, beside my Lagan stream,
Holding hands and talking about their wildest dreams.
Across the water, laughter comes drifting through the night,
Dancing shadows ripple in the moonshine light.

5. Oh early in the morning, the sun begins to rise,
Reflected on her waters, the movement of the skies.
Slowly she flows onward, disturbed I cannot see,
Through fields and rolling meadows, past local industries.