BALLINDERRY
'Tis pretty to be in Ballinderry,
'Tis pretty to be in Aghalee,
'Tis prettier to be on bonny Ram's Island
Trysting under an ivy tree.
Ochone, O! ochone! ochone! ochone!
Oft times I sailed to bonny Ram's Island,
Side by side with Phelim, my diamond,
And often he'd court me, and I'd be coy In
my heart how I loved him, my darling boy.
Ochone, O! ochone! ochone! ochone!
"I'm going," he said, "from bonny Ram's Island
Out and across the stormy sea,
And if in your heart you love me, Mary,
Open your arms at last to me."
Ochone, O! ochone! ochone! ochone!
I opened my arms, how well he loved me!
I opened my arms and took him to me;
And under the shade of the moaning mast,
We kissed our first and we kissed our last.
Ochone, O! ochone! ochone! ochone!
I wish I were the weeping willow,
I'd wander along by the lonesome sea,
And cry to him over the cruel sea;
Ah, Phelim my diamond, Come home to me. Ochone, O! ochone! ochone! ochone!
'Twas pretty to be in Ballinderry
But now it's as sad as sad can be,
For the ship that sailed with Phelim, my diamond,
Is sunk forever beneath the sea.
Ochone, O! ochone! ochone! ochone!