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The boat from Dun Laoirghe
was moored to the pier,
when the voice from an exile
i happened to hear,
as i gazed o'er my shoulder
in the pale harbour light,
faredwell lovely Deise
i'm leaving tonight.
Goodbye Ballybricken
farewell Butlerstown,
adieu Ballytruckle
and the road to Piltown,
to the lights of the city
and the sands of Tramore,
faredwell lovely Deise
i may see you no more.
Someday with good fortune
i still may retire,
to the streams of Bonmahon
and the vales of the Nire,
by the fort of the Comeraghs
and the sweet Knockmealdowns,
faredwell lovely Deise
of fame and renown.
There's a spot in my heart for
the folk of Lismore,
and send me a shamrock
from the famed Knockanore,
by the groves of Blackwater
and Tallow by the Bride,
faredwell lovely Deise
i'm leaving tonight.
Oh it's well i remember
i've longed just to stray,
from the streets of Dungarvan
right into Clonea,
where the lights of old Helvick
have guided me right,
faredwell lovely Deise
i'm leaving tonight.
Goodbye to the pastures
in childhood i saw,
from the plain Ballygunner
to the hills 'round Portlaw,
and the lovers that whisper
in Kill and Dunhill,
faredwell lovely Deise
i think of you still.