COME TO THE BOWER



Will you come to the bower o'er the free boundless ocean

Where the stupendous waves roll in thundering motion,

Where the mermaids are seen and the fierce tempest gathers,

To loved Erin the green, the dear land of our fathers."

Will you come, will you, will you, will you come to the bower?





cho: Will you come, will you, will you, will you come to the bower?



Will you come to the land of O'Neill and O'Donnell

Of Lord Lucan of old and immortal O'Connell.

Where Brian drove the Danes and Saint Patrick the vermin

And whose valleys remain still most beautiful and charming?



You can visit Benburb and the storied Blackwater,

Where Owen Roe met Munroe and his Chieftains did slaughter

Where the lambs skip and play on the mossy all over,

From those bright golden views to enchanting Rostrevor.



You can see Dublin city, and the fine groves of Blarney

The Bann, Boyne, and Liffey and the Lakes of Killarney,

You may ride on the tide on the broad majestic Shannon

You may sail round Loch Neagh and see storied Dungannon.



You can visit New Ross, gallant Wexford, and Gorey,

Where the green was last seen by proud Saxon and Tory,

Where the soil is sanctified by the blood of each true man

Where they died satisfied that their enemies they would not run

from.



Will you come and awake our lost land from its slumber

And her fetters we'll break, links that long are encumbered.

And the air will resound with hosannahs to greet you

On the shore will be found gallant Irishmen to greet you.



Recorded by Galvin

From Songs of the Irish in America, Meek

@Irish @patriotic @rebel

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