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 la** as the daylight was dawning
She was asking the road to sweet Carnlough Bay
I said,"My wee la**ie, 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 pa** 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 la**ie
And to every laddie that's listening to me
And ne'er turn your back on a bonnie wee la**ie
When she's asking the road to sweet Carnlough Bay