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 hush-a-by loo,la-lo,la lan
sing hush-a-by loo la lo

Bring no ill will to hinder us
my helpless babe and me
dread spirits of the blackwater
clan owen's wild banshee
and Holy Mary pitying us
in Heaven for grace doth sue
sing hush-a-by loo,la-lo,la lan
sing hush-a-by loo la lo

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
sing hush-a-by loo,la-lo,la lan
sing hush-a-by loo la lo