The singer sounds quite young but has a lovely voice.


THE HILLS OF SWEET MAYO
[As sung by Tina Mulrooney on The Mulrooney Sisters album "The Cream of Irish Traditional Ballads" (2011)]

1. It was on a summer's evening as I rambled from my home.
Upon the banks of a silv'ry stream I carelessly did roam.
I chanced to hear a fair young maid as the tears from her eyes did flow.
'Twas for the love of her own true love on the hills of sweet Mayo.

2. Late last night I heard the news that nearly broke my heart,
When a bounty boy came from the hills and said that you must part,
Part from your own love Willie that loved you long ago.
He's wounded, deadly wounded, on the hills of sweet Mayo.

3. My own true love was a rebel bold; he loved sweet liberty.
He fought in 1916 to set old Ireland free.
He fought for Ireland's freedom and never feared the foe.
'Twas a Fenian gun that shot my love on the hills of sweet Mayo.

4. There is one request I ask of you and grant it to me please.
It is not much to ask of you but 'twould set my mind at ease.
Have pity on a fair young maid who knows not where to go,
And come with her to find her love on the hills of sweet Mayo.

5. We started out together her true love for to find.
Two days and nights we searched for him with sad thoughts on our mind,
Till at last we came to a silent spot and the tears began to flow.
It was there she found her true love dead on the hills of sweet Mayo.

6. My own true love was a rebel bold who loved sweet liberty.
He fought in 1916 to set old Ireland free.
He fought for Ireland's freedom and never feared the foe.
'Twas a Fenian gun that shot my love on the hills of sweet Mayo.
'Twas a Fenian gun that shot my love on the hills of sweet Mayo.