But the ladies remember at Whitsun

How well I remember that terrible day
When our blood stained the sand and the water

But that's a long long time ago
There's a picture in a frame
And tears shed every Christmas
But the memories remain

Remember December of fifty-nine
The howling wind and driving rain
Remember the gallant men who drowned
On the lifeboat, Mona was her name

A long, long time ago, I can still remember how that music used to make me smile.

By the waters the waters of Babylon
Where we lay down
Yea we wept when we remembered Zion

While I'm away, Oh please remember me.
When I return, I'll find you waiting here.

It's well I do remember on a bleak November's day,
The landlord and his agent came to drive us all away;
He set my house on fire with his demon yellow spleen
And that's another reason why I left Old Skibbereen.

I took the gold pin from the scarf on my bosom,
And said, "Take ye this, in remembrance of me",
And bravely I kissed the sweet lips of the lassie
Ere I parted with her on the road to Dundee.

Pretty babes in the wood, pretty babes in the wood
Oh, don't you remember those babes in the wood