Cara Dillon - Bonny Bonny Lyrics
Bonny, bonny was my seat in the red rosy yardAnd bonny was my ship in the town of BallynagardShade and shelter was for me till I began to failYou all may guess now my distress lies near the NightingaleGrief and woe that I must go to fight for England's KingI neither know his friend or foe, and war's a cruel thingThe nightingale is near at hand, my time at home is briefAnd Carey's steams and mountain land I part with bitter griefNo more I'll walk the golden hills with Nancy by my sideOr dream along the sun bright rills, or view my land with prideWe sail away at dawn of day, the sails are ready setWhen old Benmore I see no more, I'll sigh with deep regretNow all must change and I must range across the ocean wideOur ship she may in Biscay's Bay lie low beneath the tideIf I should fall by cannon ball, or sink beneath the seaGood people all, a tear let fall and mourn for mine and meIf God should spare me my greying hair and bring me back againI'd love far more my Antrim shore, its dark blue hills and rainAround the fires, my heart's desires, heaven grant till life shall failAnd keep me far from the cruel war and from the Nightingale
