Feast Or Famine - Maid Of Coolmore lyrics

From sweet Londonderry to fair London town There is no finer harbor anywhere to be found Where the children each even go on down by the shore And they join hands in the dance wheel with the Maids of Coolmore The first time I saw her she pa**ed me by But the next time that I saw her she bade me goodbye Oh the last time that I saw her her heart it grieved full sore And she sailed down Loch Foyle and away from Coolmore If I had the power the storms for to rise I would blow higher and higher and darken the skies I would blow higher and higher, the seas I'd cause to roar For the day that my love sailed away, sailed away from Coolmore To the far land of America my love I'll go seek It is there I know no one and no one knows me If I do not there find her I'll return home no more Like a pilgrim I shall wander for the maid of Coolmore