Sweet Carnlough Bay

When winter was brawling, o'er high hills and mountains

And dark were the clouds o'er the deep rolling sea,

I spied a wee lass as the daylight was dawning

She was asking the road to sweet Carnlough Bay

I said,"My wee lassie, I canna weel teIl ye

The number of miles or how far it might be

But if you'll consent I'll convoy you a wee bit

And I'll show you the road to sweet Carnlough Bay

You turn to the right and pass down by the churchyard

Cross over the river and down by the sea;

We'll call in Pat Hamill's and have a wee drop there

Just to help us along to sweet Carnlough Bay

Here's a health to Pat Hamill likewise the wee lassie

And to every laddie that's listening to me

And ne'er turn your back on a bonnie wee lassie

When she's asking the road to sweet Carnlough Bay