Lyrics

When the golden sun is setting far beyond the ocean blue
The silvery moon is rising o'er the glittery mountain dew
I often times dream of Erin and my friends so far away
And the bonny hills of Fanad on the banks of Mulroy Bay

I often see my mother sitting by our cottage door
My sisters & my brothers as they wander 'round the shore
On a lovely summer's evening in that dear land far away
And the fishing boats at anchor near the banks of Mulroy Bay

I may never see my Mary or the place where I was born
I may never see the reaper mowing down that yellow corn
But I long for dear old Fanad where I sported blithe & gay
With the boys from Ballyhillen on the banks of Mulroy Bay

And now a lonely exile far from my native home
A poor forlorn exile over this wide world I must roam
But I'll ne'er forget ol' Ireland on that morning dark & gray
When I bade farewell to Mary on the banks of Mulroy Bay
When I bade farewell to Mary on the banks of Mulroy Bay