Forgive me. I don't come to this site often, and if the subject of this thead has gone off the boil, then ignore these few lines of mine; they're of no importance.

I know a song called, When Mary she went to Bunan

WHEN MARY SHE WENT TO BUNAN

You neighbours come listen a moment
while a sing you a sporting song
And indeed it is not my intension
for to keep you waiting too long
But you know since true love willed against me
I cannot stay out late until dawn
for my spirit completely has left me
Since Mary she went to Bunan

Well it's manys the evening I rambled
and twas bound for the west I was prone
You might see me both racing and dancing
While very much wanted at home
It's manys the garden I trampled
and the fences I knocked down er morn
but I gave up my dancing and prancing
When Mary she went to Bunan

It was oft times I drank with her father
and it's manys the fine saucepan of beer
Fair days in Kilmare and Kilgarven
Well it's nothing could part us, My Dear
He used to be praising his daughter,
Saying she was both handsome and tall
but it's queer and severe he went after
When Mary she went to Bunan


I'll stop here because I don't know if this is the same song you want..If it is, please let me know. Many thanks for reading,

Dave Brennan