It being in the springtime and the small birds they were singing, e;!si>N
Down by yon shady harbour I carelessly did stray, e;!si>N
The thrushes they were warbling, e;!si>N
The violets they were charming e;!si>N
To view fond lovers talking, a while I did delay. e;!si>N
She said, my dear don't leave me all for another season, e;!si>N
Though fortune does be pleasing I 'll go along with you, e;!si>N
I 'll forsake friends and relations and bid this Irish nation, e;!si>N
And to the bonny Bann banks forever I 'll bid adieu. e;!si>N
He said, my dear don't grieve or yet annoy my patience, e;!si>N
You know I love you dearly the more I'm going away, e;!si>N
I'm going to a foreign nation to purchase a plantation, e;!si>N
To comfort us hereafter all in Amerika y. e;!si>N
Then after a short while a fortune does be pleasing, e;!si>N
T'will cause them for smile at our late going away, e;!si>N
We'll be happy as Queen Victoria, all in her greatest glory, e;!si>N
We'll be drinking wine and porter all in Amerika y. e;!si>N
If you were in your bed lying and thinking on dying, e;!si>N
The sight of the lovely Bann banks, your sorrow you'd give o'er, e;!si>N
Or if were down one hour, down in yon shady bower, e;!si>N
Pleasure would surround you, you'd think on death no more. e;!si>N
Then fare you well, sweet Craigie Hills, where often times I've roved, e;!si>N
I never thought my childhood days I 'd part you any more, e;!si>N
Now we're sailing on the ocean for honour and promotion, e;!si>N
And the bonny boats are sailing, way down by Doorin shore.
