Bonny Portmore

Gregorian

O Bonny Portmore you
shine where you stand
And the more I think of
you, 
the more I think long
If I have you now as I
have once before
All the Lords of Old
England 
would not purchase
Portmore.

O Bonny Portmore I am
sorry to see
Such a woeful
destruction 
of your ornament tree
For it stood on your
shore 
for many's the long day
'Til the long boats from
Antrim 
came to float it away.

O Bonny Portmore you
shine where you stand
And the more I think of
you 
the more I think long
If I had you now as I
had once before
All the Lords of Old
England 
would not purchase
Portmore.

All the birds in the
forest they bitterly weep
Saying "where shall we
shelter 
and where shall we
sleep?"
For the Oak and the Ash 
they are all cutten down
And the walls of Bonny
Portmore 
are down to the ground.

O Bonny Portmore you
shine where you stand
And the more I think of
you 
the more I think long
If I had you now as I
had once before
All the Lords of Old
England 
would not purchase
Portmore.