Duhks The Bantry Girls Lament The Ol` Yellow House Lyrics

The Bantry Girls Lament   The Ol` Yellow House Lyrics

Oh, who will plough the fields all day

And who will thresh the corn

Who will tend the sheep now

And see them neatly shorn

The stack
that's in the haggard

Unthreshed it may remain

Now that Johnny’s
gone a-threshing

All in the wars of Spain 



The girls down in
the Banóg

In sorrow may retire

And the piper with his bellows

May go home and blow the fire

Now Johnny, lovely Johnny

Is
sailing o'er the main

Along with other patriots

To fight the king
of Spain 



The boys will surely miss him

When Moneymore comes
around

And they’ll weep that their bold captain

Is nowhere to be
found

And the peelers may stand idle

All against their will and
grain

Since the gallant boy who gave them work

Now peels the king
of Spain 



At wakes and hurling matches

Your like we'll never
see

'Till you come back to us again

Mo storeen óg mo chroi

And
won't you thresh the buckeens

That show us much disdain

Because our
eyes are not so bright

As those you’ll see in Spain 



If
cruel fate should not allow 

Our Johnny to return

His heavy loss we
Bantry girls

Will never cease to mourn

We'll resign ourselves to our
sad lot

And live in grief and pain

Since Johnny died for freedom’s
sake

In the far off land of Spain