Dubliners - Bantry Girl's Lament lyrics

Oh, who will plough the fields now And who will sow the corn And who will watch the sheep now And keep them from all harm And the stack that's in the haggard Unthrashed it may remain Since Johnny, lovely Johnny Went to fight the king of Spain Oh, the girls of the Banog In sorrow may retire And the piper and his bellows May go home and blow the fire For Johnny, lovely Johnny Went sailing o'er the main Along with other patriots To fight the king of Spain The boys will sorely miss him When Moneymore comes round And grieve that their bould captain Is nowhere to be found And the peelers must stand idle Against their will and grain For the valiant boy who gave them work Now peels the king of Spain At wakes and hurling matches Your like we'll never see 'Till you come back again to us Mo storeen og mo chroi Then won't you trash the buckeens Who show us much disdain Because our eyes are not as bright As those you meet in Spain Oh, if cruel fate will not permit Our Johnny to return His heavy loss we Bantry girls Will never cease to mourn We'll resign ourselves to our sad lot And die in grief and pain Since Johnny died for Ireland's pride In the sunny land of Spain