Lyrics

It’s the high high walls of Derry that look dismal and grey
Since my beloved Johnny he has gone far away
He has gone away to England strange faces he will see
May the lord protect poor Johnny till he comes back to me

The first place we courted it being in the wild wood
Where the green berry bushes grew around where we stood
When you threw your arms around me for to shade the cold wind
Oh come tell me lovely Johnny what has altered your mind

The next place we courted it was very well known
It was in her father’s garden in the county Tyrone
It was there you said you loved me above all women kind
Oh come tell me lovely Johnny what has altered your mind

If I were a scholar and could handle a pen
I would write my love a letter and I would let him ken
I would write my love a letter and I would let him know
It was the high high walls of Derry that made me so low

see also   The high walls of Derry / Roseanne McGonigle