Cherish the Ladies Follow

The Castle of Dromore lyrics

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

Sing hushabye low la loo, low la lan
Sing hushabye low la loo

Bring no ill wind to hinder us, my helpless babe and me
Dread spirits all of black water banks, Clan Owen's 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 your wings are feathered fit to soar
A little rest and then your world is full of work to do

Thanks to Julie Sena for submitting the lyrics.
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