Luyện nghe bài hát The Moorlough Shore

The Shore Lyrics

Your hills and dales and flowery
lie near the Moorlough Shore.
Your vines that blow by grove.
I ever see you more

Where the primrose
and the grows.
Where the trout and play.

With the line and hook, delight I
to my youthful days.
night I went to see my love,
and to hear what she say.

To see if she'd pity on me,
I might go away.
She said, "I love Irish lad,
and he was my joy,
and since I saw his face
I've loved soldier boy."

Perhaps your lad is lost
over the sea of Maine.
Or perhaps he is with some other lover,
you may see him again.
Well if my lad is lost,
the one I do adore,
and seven years I wait for him
by the banks of the Shore.

to Sinclaire's castle grand.
Farewell to the hill.
where the linen waves like silk
and the banching runs still
Near I spent my youthful days
but alas they are not now
for has banished me
far away from the Shore.