I found another set of lyrics on a site with some songs from Carmel Gunning [http://villasubrosa.com/Nathan/imaps/gunning.html]
THE LAKES OF SLIGO

Fair Sligo thee I now must leave
To part its beauty I do grieve
But not forever I believe
I'll call again to Sligo

To Holy Well I bid adieu
To Cairns Hill and Sligo too
And (?) that splendid view
Which adorns the lakes of Sligo

And then I think of Knocknarea
With its bonny cliffs hanging oer the sea
It still reminds me of the day
I left my home in Sligo

On that lake I ofttimes spent
Many's the hours in sweet content
And from our boat sweet music went
Around the lakes of Sligo

Fair Sligo thee I now must leave
To part its beauties I do grieve
But not forever I believe
I'll call again to Sligo

EMIGRATION SONG

It being in the spring and the small birds were singing
Down by yon shady arbor I carelessly did stray
Where the thrushes they were warbling, the violets were charming
To view fond lovers talking a while I did delay

She said, My dear don't leave me for another season
Though fortune may be pleasing I'll go along with you
I'll forsake friends and relations and quit this Irish nation
And to the bonny Bann banks forever I'll bid adieu

He said, My dear don't grieve me or yet deny my patience
You know I love you dearly although I'm going away
I'm going to a far nation to purchase a plantation
To comfort us hereafter all in Amerikay

Then after a short while if fortune does be pleasing
Twill cause them for to smile at our late going away
We'll be happy as Queen Victoria all in her greatest glory
We'll be drinking wine and porter all in Amerikay

The landlords and their agents, the bailiffs and their beagles
The land of our forefathers we're forced for to give oer
Now we're sailing on the ocean for honor and promotion
And parting with our sweethearts, tis them we do adore

If you were in your bed lying and thinking on dying
On sight of the bonny Bann banks your sorrow you'd give oer
For if you were one hour down in yon shady bower
All pleasure would surround you, you'd think on death no more

Then fare you well sweet Craigie Hill where oftentimes I've rovËd
I never thought my childhood days I'd part you anymore
Now we're sailing on the ocean for honor and promotion
And the bonny boats are sailing way down by Doorin shore.

I'm still looking for a vocal recording downloadable from the net.
Ed