Castle of Dromore lyrics

The 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 loo, low loo, low lan

Hushabye loo, low loo

Dread spirits all of black water,

Clan Owen's wild banshee

Bring no ill wind to him nor us,

my helpless babe and me

And Holy Mary pitying us

to Heaven for grace doth sue

Sing hushabye loo, low loo, low lan

Hushabye loo, low loo

Take time to thrive, my ray of hope,

in the garden of Dromore

Take heed, young eaglet, till thy wings

are feathered fit to soar

A little rest and then the world

is full of work to do

A little rest and then the world

is full of work to do

Sing hushabye loo, low loo, low lan

Hushabye loo, low loo

• Artist:Irish/Scottish/Celtic Folk