Sinead O'connor
The Moorlough Shore

Your hills and dales and flowery vales
that lie near the Moorlough Shore.
Your vines that blow by borden's grove.
will I ever see no more

Where the primrose blows
and the violet grows,
Where the trout and salmon play.

With my line and hook delight I took
to spend my youthful days.

Last night I went to see my love,
and to hear what she might say.
To see if she'd take pity on me,
lest I might go away.
She said, "I love an Irish lad,
and he was my only joy,
and ever since I saw his face
I've loved that soldier boy."

Well perhaps your soldier lad is lost
sailing over the sea of Maine.
Or perhaps he is gone with some other lover,
you may never see him again.
Well if my Irish lad is lost,
he's the one I do adore,
and seven years I will wait for him
by the banks of the Moorlough Shore.

Farewell to Sinclaire's castle grand.
Farewell to the foggy dew.
where the linen waves like bleaching silk
and the falling stream runs still
Near there I spent my youthful days
but alas they all are gone
for cruelty has banished me
far away from the Moorlough Shore.


Mirror lyrics:

far away from the Moorlough Shore.
for cruelty has banished me
but alas they all are gone
Near there I spent my youthful days
and the falling stream runs still
where the linen waves like bleaching silk
Farewell to the foggy dew.
Farewell to Sinclaire's castle grand.

by the banks of the Moorlough Shore.
and seven years I will wait for him
he's the one I do adore,
Well if my Irish lad is lost,
you may never see him again.
Or perhaps he is gone with some other lover,
sailing over the sea of Maine.
Well perhaps your soldier lad is lost

I've loved that soldier boy."
and ever since I saw his face
and he was my only joy,
She said, "I love an Irish lad,
lest I might go away.
To see if she'd take pity on me,
and to hear what she might say.
Last night I went to see my love,

to spend my youthful days.
With my line and hook delight I took

Where the trout and salmon play.
and the violet grows,
Where the primrose blows

will I ever see no more
Your vines that blow by borden's grove.
that lie near the Moorlough Shore.
Your hills and dales and flowery vales


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