时间：2014-03-03
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The Old Cross of Arboe - The Ramblin' Men/Philomena Begley
Fare ye well my native green
Clad hills fare ye well my shamrock plain
Ye verdant banks of sweet Lough Neagh
Your silvery winding streams
Although far from home an old Tyrone
Too far from you I've strayed
I adore you Killacolpy
Where in childhood days
I stray
Shall I ever roam through Belmount grove
Or Carnan's lofty hills
Or hear again the fairy tale
Of the rath beside the mill
Shall I ever behold Shane's Castle bold
Or walk on Mazzereene
Shall my cot ever land on the banks
Of the Bann Coney Island or Roskeen
All my friends out here in America
Have all that their hearts desire
Their pockets filled with dollar bills
And dressed in grand attire
But they'd give it all for one country ball
Beside be old hearth stone
In my cabin near Lough Neagh so dear
In my own dear native home
Since though alas long years have passed
I toast this beauteous isle
Short or long on that land of song
May the star of peace so child
May plenty bloom from the Bann to Toome
When the verdant shamrocks grow
Green round my graves
My love
Neagh's waves
And the Old Cross of Ardboe
