The high walls of Derry are dismal & gray
And so is my true love
He is bound far away
He is bound for the East Indies
Where the

Sorry harpgirl, I'll try to dig it out, I used to sing it years ago so I know it's here someplace though it may take a bit. It's such a nice song when I do find it I'll have to relearn it, thanks for bringing it up. Barry