(J. Hamel) Four and years ago, high in Dunlavy's Castle, Stood and lady and maid, in the of a fire, ready for a run. Four men stood square on the beach Beneath Castle, And alone there, and all unaware, Her was riding home. Said the lady to the maid, "Run quick and be To meet my in safety, And him to send for all of his men, And on hiding low. And when you have done, have a boy come, And me of his judgement. If all goes well, two or two bells, If all is lost, three." Chorus: the rap at the door, and a for my lady. and a went the of her heart As she to the welcoming sea. My lady's maid, she away To the my lord was riding, And she found him there, and him how His was all but gone, And the lord he smiled just a cat, And her not to worry. His army half a day behind And fast approaching home. So waited, quiet as breath, Until began to fall Were by his men and rode home again Beneath the moon. The enemy stood still with As Dunlavy flew on them, He found a and dispatched him to and release his lady. By the time the moon had the sky, The beach was and free, Dunlavy his horse up the cliff road To lie in the of his lady. He paused her door in the dark And slowly his hand, Unaware that his page had been in the back By an as he ran. (x 2) Four and days ago, high in Dunlavy's Castle, A cried out in alarm At a noise by nothing at all.