[00:22.69]Bonny, bonny was my seat in the red rosy yard
[00:31.67]And bonny was my ship in the town of Ballynagard
[00:41.85]Shade and shelter was for me till I began to fail
[00:50.65]You all may guess now my distress lies near the Nightingale
[01:06.36]Grief and woe that I must go to fight for England''s King
[01:13.83]I neither know his friend or foe,
[01:17.52]and war''s a cruel thing
[01:20.92]The nightingale is near at hand,
[01:24.95]my time at home is brief
[01:28.28]And Carey''s steams and mountain land
[01:32.63]and I part with bitter grief
[01:38.11]No more I''ll walk the golden hills with Nancy by my side
[01:45.52]Or dream along the sun bright rills,
[01:49.27]or view my land with pride
[01:53.01]We sail away at dawn of day,
[01:56.70]the sails are ready set
[02:00.01]When old Benmore I see no more,
[02:04.26]I''ll sigh with deep regret
[02:21.00]Now all must change
[02:22.87]and I must range across the ocean wide
[02:28.47]Our ship she may in Biscay''s Bay
[02:32.22]lie low beneath the tide
[02:35.71]If I should fall by cannon ball,
[02:39.67]or sink beneath the sea
[02:43.36]Good people all, a tear let fall
[02:47.09]and mourn for mine and me
[02:52.54]If God should spare me my greying hair
[02:56.88]and bring me back again
[02:59.76]I''d love far more my Antrim shore,
[03:03.94]its dark blue hills and rain
[03:07.35]Around the fires, my heart''s desires,
[03:11.41]heaven grant till life shall fail
[03:30.91]And keep me far from the cruel war
[03:20.71]and from the Nightingale