Tommy Makem – Castle Of Dromore lyrics

The October winds lament around the castle of Dromore
Yet peace lies in her lofty halls, my loving treasure store
Though autumn leaves may droop and die, a bud of spring are you

Chorus:
Sing hushabye loo, low loo, low lan
Hushabye loo, low loo

Bring no ill wind to hinder, my helpless babe and me
Dread spirits of black water banks, clan Owens wild banshee,
And Holy Mary pitying us to Heaven for grace doth sue

Take time to thrive, my ray of hope, in the garden of Dromore
Take heed, young eaglet, till thy wings are feathered fit to soar
A little rest and then the world is full of work to do
A little rest and then the world is full of work to do