Deartháirín Ó Mo Chroí Lyrics

The womb's turned to earth that gave birth to my brother and me

My father and mother have gone to eternity

Like babes in the forest now poor orphan children are we

Which makes me lament, my deartháirín ó mo chroí

When we were young sure we did each other adore

This little green island we wandered it o'er and o'er

We worked at our trade and our money we spent it quite free

Which makes me lament, my deartháirín ó mo chroí

In Dublin's fair city my brother he was pressed away

On board of a warship to Spain o'er the wild rolling sea

Where cannons roar loudly and bullets like lightening do fly

Perhaps in some battle my deartháirín ó might die

He went to the wars when England united with France

His regiment was first in the red battle ranks to advance

But when night cast its veil o'er that gory and life-wasting lea

Pale, bleeding, and cold lay my deartháirín ó mo chroí

Now I'm alone like the desolate bird of the night

This world and its beauties no longer afford me delight

The dark narrow grave is the only sad refuge for me

Since I lost my heart's treasure my deartháirín ó mo chroí