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