Letra de The Maid Of Coolmore - The Bothy Band

From sweet Londonderry to fair London town
There is no other nicer harbor anywhere to be found
Where the children each evening is a-playin' 'round the shore
And the joy bells are ringin' for the maid of Coolmore
The first time that I met her, she passed me by
The next time that I met her, she bade me good-bye
But the last time that I met her, she grieved my heart sore
For she sailed down Lough Foyle and away from Coolmore
If I had the power, the storm to rise
I would blow the wind higher for to darken the skies
I would blow the wind higher to make the salt seas to roar
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On the day that my love sailed away from Coolmore
To the north of America my love I'll search for
For there I know no one, nor no one knows me
But should I not find her, I'll return home no more
But like a pilgrim I will wander for the maid of Coolmore
The first time that I met her, she passed me by
The next time that I met her, she bade me good-bye
But the last time that I met her, she grieved my heart sore
For she sailed down Lough Foyle and away from Coolmore