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Thread #77129   Message #3506207
Posted By: gnu
20-Apr-13 - 11:29 AM
Thread Name: Origins: Castle of Dromore
Subject: Lyr Add: THE CASTLE OF DROMORE
From my old man (Owens; learned from elders from Salmon River, Kent County, NB, CAN) as written by me...

CASTLE OF DROMORE

October winds lament around the castle of Dromore
Yet peace is in her lofty halls, my loving treasure store
Though autumn leaves may droop and die, a bud of spring are you

Sing hushabye loorah, loorah lan
Sing hushabye loorah loo

Dread spirits of the Blackwater, Clan Owens wild banshee
Bring no ill wind to hinder us, my helpless babe and me
And Holy Mary pitying us in Heaven her grace doth sooth

Sing hushabye loorah, loorah lan
Sing hushabye loorah loo

Take time to thrive, my ray of hope, in the garden of Dromore
Take heed, young eaglet, till thy wings are feathered fit to soar
A little rest and then the world is full of work to do
A little rest and then the world is full of work to do