Tell me the legends of long ago

When the kings and queens would dance

In the realm of the Black Rose

Play me the melodies I want to know

So I can teach my children, oh Pray, tell me the story of young Cuchulainn

How his eyes were dark his expression sullen

And how he'd fight and always won

And how they cried when he was fallen Oh, tell me the story of the queen of this land

And how her sons died at her own hand

And how fools obey commands

Oh, tell me the legends of long ago Where the mountains of Mourne

Come down to the sea

Will she no come back to me?

Will she no come back to me? Oh Shenandoah, I hear you calling

Far away you rolling river

Roll down the mountain side

On down, on down go Lassie go Oh, tell me the legends of long ago

When the kings and queens would dance

In the realms of the Black Rose

And play me the melodies so that I might know

And I can tell my children, oh My Roisin Dubh is my one and only true love

It was a joy, that Joyce brought to me

While William Butler waits

And Oscar, he's going wild Ah sure, Brendan where have you been?

Looking for a girl with green eyes

My dark Rosaleen is my colleen

That Georgie knows best But Van is the man

Starvation once again

Drinking whiskey in the jar, oh

Synge's playboy of the western World As Shaw, Sean I was born and reared there

Where the Mountains of Mourne

Come down to the sea

Is such a long, long way from Tipperary