The October winds lament around
The castle of Dromore
Yet peace is in her lofty halls
I loving treasure stóir
Though autumn leaves may droop and die
A bud of spring are you
Sing hush-a-by loo, la loo, lo lan
Sing hush-a-by loo, la loo
Bring no ill will to hinder us
My helpless babe and me
Dread spirits of the Blackwater
Clan Eoghan's wild banshee
And Holy Mary pity us
In Heaven for grace doth sue
Sing hush-a-by loo, la loo, lo lan
Sing hush-a-by loo, la loo
Take time to thrive my ray of hope
In the garden of Dromore
Take heed young eaglet 'til thy wings
Are feathered fit to soar
A little rest and then the road
Is full of work to do
Sing hush-a-by loo, la loo, lo lan
Sing hush-a-by loo, la loo
Sing hush-a-by loo, la loo, lo lan
Sing hush-a-by loo, la loo
