You told me that you would
come back some day to me at Ballyhoe
But never a word since you went
the lonely days are drifting in to years
Oh it's getting late but I still wait
with eyes growing dim with tears
Oh do you remember the hawthorn
nuts we gathered every spring
Do you remember the reels we
danced around the fairy ring
And do you remember a promise
made beneath a chestnut tree
But best of all my artsome one do
I wander along by the lakeside
now at sunset's early glow
Just thinking of all the dreams I
dreamed of you so long ago
the whispers go they echo over the sea
The foreign land and the foreign
strands have stolen you from me
Oh do you remember the hawthorn
nuts we gathered every spring
Do you remember the reels we
danced around the fairy ring
And do you remember a promise
made beneath a chestnut tree
But best of all my artsome one
But best of all my artsome one