Dark Iniseoghain

Dark Iniseoghain

The maidens of beauty and swains so forlorn

That carelessly wander away from your home

I am off by the moonlight and break of the morning

I'll be found in the mountains of dark Iniseoghain

I strayed to a place they call sweet Clonmany

In search of a fair one that I might adore

But a maiden to love me, I couldn't find any

From Meendoran Bridge to the Gap of Mamore

Many's the Colleen I cast my eye over

From Mary of Malin to the Rose of Moville

All sweet were their smiles and eyes filled with laughter

But sure in the end was myself waiting still

At the Bay of Culdaff where the wild waves are breaking

Carndonagh with forest-clad mountains and hills

I sat, but in vain with a heart that was aching

For one whom my dreams of a bride would fulfill

But then in the shades of old Barnan I found you

That valley o'ershadowed by mountains so grand

And I prayed that God's angels would ever protect you

And I placed a keepsake in your little white hand

And now I am stationed in County Fermanagh

Far from the fair one that I do adore

But when I return it will be to my dear one

That I left in the mountains of dark Iniseoghain