Irish Songs With Easy Chords & Lyrics
Bunclody
| D |
| Oh | were I at the moss house |
| A | D |
| Where the | birds do in | crease |
| A | D |
| By the | foot of Mount | Leinster |
| D |
| By the streams of Bun | cloudy |
| Em | A |
| Where all | pleasures do | meet |
| A | D |
| One | kiss from you | sweet |
Oh the streams of Buncloudy
They flow down to the sea
By the streams of Buncloudy
I am longing to be
A-drinking stong liquor
At the height of my cheer
Here's a health to Buncloudy
And the lass I love dear
Oh the cuckoo is a pretty bird
And she sings as she flies
She brings us glad tidings
And she tells us no lies
She sucks all of the small birds' eggs
Just to make her voice clear
And the more she sings cuckoo
The summer draws near
If I were a clerk
And I could write a good hand
I would write to my true love
So that she'd understand
That I am a young fellow
Who is wounded in love
Once I lived in Buncloudy
But now must remove
So farewell to my father
And my mother adieu
To my sister and my brother
Farewell unto you
I am bound out for America
My fortune to try
When I think on Buncloudy
I am ready to die
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