Come to the Bower Luke Kelly
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[Verse 1]
Will you come to the bower o'er the free boundless ocean
Where stupendous waves roll in thunderin' motion
Where the mermaids are seen and the wild tempest gather
To loved Erin the green, the dear land of our fathers
Will you come, will you, will you, will you come to the Bower
[Verse 2]
Will you come to the land of O'Neill and O'Donnell
Of Lord Lucan of old and the immortal O'Connell
Where Brian chased the Dane and St. Patrick the vеrmin
And whose valleys remain still most bеautiful and charming
Will you come, will you, will you, will you come to the Bower
[Verse 3]
You can visit Benburb and the storied Blackwater
Where Owen Roe met Munroe and his Chieftains did slaughter
Where the lambs fought and play on the mossy all over
From those bright golden views to enchanting Rostrevor
Will you come, will you, will you, will you come to the Bower
[Verse 4]
You can see Dublin City and the fine groves of Blarney
The Bann, Boyne, the Pillar and the lakes of Killarney
You can ride on the tide or the broad majestic Shannon
You can sail round Lough Neagh and see storied
Dungannon
Will you come, will you, will you, will you come to the Bower
Will you come to the bower o'er the free boundless ocean
Where stupendous waves roll in thunderin' motion
Where the mermaids are seen and the wild tempest gather
To loved Erin the green, the dear land of our fathers
Will you come, will you, will you, will you come to the Bower
[Verse 2]
Will you come to the land of O'Neill and O'Donnell
Of Lord Lucan of old and the immortal O'Connell
Where Brian chased the Dane and St. Patrick the vеrmin
And whose valleys remain still most bеautiful and charming
Will you come, will you, will you, will you come to the Bower
[Verse 3]
You can visit Benburb and the storied Blackwater
Where Owen Roe met Munroe and his Chieftains did slaughter
Where the lambs fought and play on the mossy all over
From those bright golden views to enchanting Rostrevor
Will you come, will you, will you, will you come to the Bower
[Verse 4]
You can see Dublin City and the fine groves of Blarney
The Bann, Boyne, the Pillar and the lakes of Killarney
You can ride on the tide or the broad majestic Shannon
You can sail round Lough Neagh and see storied
Dungannon
Will you come, will you, will you, will you come to the Bower
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