Cara Dillon - Moorlough Mary lyrics

The first time I met my Moorlough Mary 
Twas in the market of Sweet Strabane 
Her k**ing glances were so engaging 
The hearts of young men she did trepann 
 Her k**ing glances berefit my senses 
Of peace or comfort either night or day And in silent slumber I start and murmur 
 Oh Moorlough Mary, won't you come away Now were I a man of great education 
 Or Erin's Isle at my own command 
I would lay my head on your snowy bosom 
In wedlock bands love we'd join our hands 
I would entertain you both night and morning 
With robes I'd deck you, both fine and gay 
And with kisses sweet I would embrace you 
Oh Mary, won't you come away Now I'll away to my situation 
 Where my recreation is all in view
 On the river Mourne where salmon sporting 
The rocks re-echoing with something new 
The thrush and blackbird all join in chorus
 Their notes melodious on Ruskae brae 
And the sweet lough stream I would restore you 
Saying Moorlough Mary, won't you come away So fare thee well young Moorlough Mary 
 Ten thousand times I bid you adieu 
While life remains in my glowing bosom 
I'll never cease love to think on you 
 Now I'll away to some lonesome valley 
With tears bewailing, both night and day 
 To some silent arbour where none can hear me Where none can hear me Where none can hear me