The Winding River Roe – Cara Dillon – letras

Some poets sing of a noble kingAll of a sweetheart fairSome tell a tale of ships that sailWith treasures rich and rareBut my humble pen still drifts againTo scenes of long agoAcross the sea to the BenedyAnd the winding river RoeRight well do I remember nowThose happy childhood daysAnd the times I had when just a ladOn Carn’s lovely braesAnd when my mind is thus inclinedNo other joys I knowFor my heart remains on the verdant plainsNear the winding river RoeBenbradagh’s crown o’er Dungiven townIs still within my viewAnd the Benedy Glen I worshipped thenStill lives in memory tooThe beautiful scene of Cashel GreenStill haunts where ere I goAnd in all my dreams I see it seemsThe winding river RoeIf fortune smiles on me a whileI’ll cross the sea againAnd all those years of toil and tearsWill be forgotten thenAnd when at last my life has passedContentedly I’ll goAcross the sea to the BenedyAnd the winding river Roe