Hello Alice,
It's nice to write to you again. I watch out for your contributions eagerly. Here is for Carrigdhoun you.

Carrigdhoun

The heath was green on Carrigdhoun
Bright shone the sun o'er Ard-na-Lee
The dark green trees bent trembling down
To kiss the slumbering Own na Buidhe
That happy day t'was but last May
'Tis like a dream to me
When Donal swore, aye o'er and o'er
We'd part no more a stór mo chroidhe

On Carrigdhoun the heath is brown
The clouds are dark o'er Ard-na-Lee
And many a stream comes rushing down
To swell the angry Owen na Buidhe
The moaning blast is sweeping past
Through many a leafless tree
And I'm alone, for he is gone
My hawk has flown, ochone mo chroidhe

Soft April showers and bright May flowers
Will bring the summer back again
But will they bring me back the hours
I spent with my brave Donal then
There's but a chance - he's gone to France
To wear the Fleur-de-Lis
But I'll follow you, my Donal Dhu
For still I'm true to you mo chroidhe.

The song was originally called "The Lament of the Irish Maiden" and was written by Denny Lane from Cork. It is a political song telling of the flight from Ireland of Sarsfield's "Wild Geese" in 1691. The air for Carrigdhoun was the inspiration for the music to the Percy French song "The Mountains of Mourne".

Best Regards
Frank McGrath
Nenagh Singers Circle