Braes of Moneymore by Andy Irvine
Braes of Moneymore by Andy Irvine

Braes of Moneymore

Andy Irvine * Track #6 On Parachilna

Braes of Moneymore Lyrics

Farewell to you old Ireland since I must go away
I now shake hands and bid goodbye and can no longer stay
Our big ship lies in deep Lough Foyle bound for the New York shore
And I must go from all I know and lovely Moneymore

That little town encircled round with many’s the grove and hill
Where lads and lassies they do meet for pleasure there’s the rule
Through Springhill Braes and flowery fields where oft I’ve wandered o’er
And by my side was the girl I loved the rose of Moneymore

How lonely is the pigeon’s coo and sad the blackbirds lay
And loud and high the thrushes cry on a long bright summer’s day
And as I sat down to cry me fill sure the tears come trickling down
For in the morning I must leave you my own dear native town

Kind friends I’ll bid you all adieu I can no longer stay
Our big ship sails tomorrow and its time I was away
So fill your glasses to the brim and toast with one loud roar
And we’ll sing in praise of Springhill Braes and lovely Moneymore

Braes of Moneymore Q&A

Who wrote Braes of Moneymore's ?

Braes of Moneymore was written by Traditional.

Who produced Braes of Moneymore's ?

Braes of Moneymore was produced by Andy Irvine & Rens van der Zalm.

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