The Fanad boys’ lament, song

Jimmy Houten, singing in English
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Come all you gallant seamen bold that ploughs the raging sea
I hope you’ll be pay attention and listen unto me
It is a sorrowful story I mean to let yous hear
And when yous hears the tale of woe it’ll fill yous with surprise
Which causes parents for to weep with dark and dismal cries.

Well the fourteenth day of August being the year of eighty two
Where to the English harvest their friends they bid adieu
Their hearts being light and merry no trouble on their mind
But little they thought they never would see their friends they left behind.

Our boat being overloaded and the wind it blew severe
They were one wave that struck our boat and death did soon appear
They were one wave that struck our boat there were no relief from shore
And fifteen of our Fanad boys went down to rise no more.

It is for Owen MacSweeney he’s a hero stout and true
His widow and six children got reason for to rue
His mother sighed his father cried his sisters grieved full sore
The day his father found his corpse way off Rathmullan shore.

There were a lad amongst the rest his name was McAneer
And he was well respected with his friends both far and near
From Inisguill to Kerrykeel Rathmullan town likewise
Sad was the grief but no relief was for the Fanad boys.

Now to conclude and finish I mean to drop my pen
I hope the blessed virgin on their souls will prove a friend
My eyes being over flowed with tears my pen I must lay down
May the lord have mercy on their souls all Christians were all bound.

see also   The lament to the Fanad boys / Pat McDaid   The Fanad boys' lament / Bridie Doherty