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Lovely Derry on the banks of the Foyle

4 years 2 months ago #670 by ArchiveForum
ArchiveForum created the topic: Lovely Derry on the banks of the Foyle
Hi
Would anyone know the lyrics of the above?
1St verse
I know a wee spot ,it's a place of great fame, it lies to the North ,Now I'll tell you it's name . It's my own native birthplace.......

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2 years 2 months ago #690 by Lord Cornwall
Lord Cornwall replied the topic: Lovely Derry on the banks of the Foyle
Go to ITMA to listen to this song . :)

Lovely Derry on the banks of the Foyle

Oh I know a wee spot ‘tis a place of great fame
And it lies to the north now I’ll tell you its name
‘Tis my own native birthplace and it’s on Irish soil
Sure they call it lovely Derry on the banks of the Foyle

Now I courted a wee girl her age was nineteen
She was the fairest colleen the ever you’ve seen
For her cheeks were like roses and her hair waved in coil
And she came from lovely Derry on the banks of the Foyle

By those banks have I roamed in the dear days gone by
With my dear girl I strolled not a tear not a sigh
Her fair charms equal from the Nore to the Moyle
Oh! sweet maid from lovely Derry on the banks of the Foyle

But now cruel misfortune drove me from my home
‘Twas my fate in deep sorrow to sail o’er the foam
And now from dark strangers in grief I recoil
While I pine for dear old Derry on the banks of the Foyle

Oh I mind when I left her for to cross o’er the sea
For to try and make a fortune for Mary and me
How I cried when I left her but my tears fell to toil
Far away from dear old Derry on the banks of the Foyle

I was young I was foolish like the rest of the boys
I had not many sorrows nor yet many joys
I worked hard for a living all day I did toil
Far away from lovely Derry on the banks of the Foyle

For my true love was buxom and a fine girl to see
And that from me my darling forever would part
That no more would she brighten with her sweet sunny smile
My dear home in lovely Derry on the banks of the Foyle

But a wee bird came flying from over the sea
And he brought me a letter from my true love to see
Saying ‘Come home my darling to your native soil
And I’ll wed you in lovely Derry on the banks of the Foyle’

Now when I make a fortune it’s back home I will go
To the dear land of my boyhood to the sweet girl I know
I will build her a mansion and no more need we toil
Far away from lovely Derry on the banks of the Foyle

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