My native town Drumlish, song

Annie Hirrell (McGonigle), singing in English
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It was on a dreary October’s day as the rain fell to the ground
I was leaving dear old Ireland to the US I was bound
My friends and neighbours they gathered round good luck on me they wished
And I bid farewell to Longford and my native town Drumlish.

My father as we parted said my son be always true
Be honest and be truthful whatever you may do
My mother’s eyes were filled with tears as from me she stole a kiss
She said remember Longford and your native town Drumlish.

In dreams I see your valleys green Lough Allen’s lovely shore
And the ancient hills of sweet Dromard where the purple heather grows
I dreamt I saw old Cornhill Granard and Killoe
Way down in our sleepy vales and moors the Shannon waters flow.

Someday I will return again to dear old Erin’s shore
And I’ll bid adieu to Americay my rambling days are o’er
My friends will greet me with a smile my mother with a kiss
And I’ll end my days in Longford in my native town Drumlish.