Donegore Moat Lyrics

Donegore Moat 1.) How oft´ I´ve climbed that old green mound / to view the country o´er / From Slemish back to dear Lough Neagh / That Lough of fairy lore / The verdant Six Mile-valley too, / While summer´s sun shone o´er, / Oh! come and view it all with me / From the Moat of Donegore. 2.) It´s steeped in ancient history / This country all around / and many a gallant soldier fought / around this old green mound / The church so worn, old and grey for 300 years and more, / Still calls the sinners there to pray / Near the Moat of Donegore Ref.: Life is often not as easy as we like it would be, but at last we´re living with closed eyes - we have forgotten to be thankful just for „little things“, our strive for increase has done his work - it corroded our sense for plainness and to recognize its beauty. 3.) No artist´s brush could e´er portray / This lovely pastoral scene / Three Ulster counties you can see / From this old mound of green / The peaceful homes and winding roads / I scan them o´er and o´er, / May God above bless those we love / ´Neath the sod of Donegore 4.) And when I grow too old to see / The work of God´s great hand / Who has filled with grace and beauty, / This green and pleasant land. / That the hand of man may not defile / my maker I´ll implore, / The old green mound where once I stood, / The moat of Donegore. Text (Strophe 1,2,3,4): O.J.Agnew Text (Refrain) und Musik: Dominik Nillies Bearbeitung: Brehon