The Castle of Dromore



This example of "The Castle of Dromore" is sung by Matt Connolly>
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This is an Irish lullaby.

October winds lament around the castle of Dromore
Yet peace is in her lofty halls, my loving treasure store
Though autumn leaves may droop and die, a bud of spring are you

Sing hushabye low la loo, low la lan
Sing hushabye low la loo

Bring no ill wind to hinder us, my helpless babe and me
Dread spirits all of black water, Clan Owen's wild banshee
And Holy Mary pitying us to Heaven for grace doth sue

Take time to thrive, my ray of hope, in the garden of Dromore
Take heed, young eaglet, till your wings are feathered fit to soar
A little rest and then our land is full of work to do