MacEdward Leach and the Songs of Atlantic Canada
Little Town in the Old County Down
Maudie Sullivan NFLD 1 Tape 11 Track 3
Calvert Audio:
Parlour song

If I had the wings of a swallow
I would travel far over the sea
And a rocky old road I would follow
To a spot that is heaven to me

When the sun goes to rest way down in the west
Then I'll build such a nest in the place I love best

In the dear little town in the old county down
It will linger way down in my heart
Though it never was grand it was my fairyland
Just a wonderful world set apart

Oh my island of dreams you are with me it seems
And I care not for fame or renown
Like the black sheep of old I'll come back to the fold
Little town in the old county down

In the evening when shadows are falling
Round the old door without any key
There's a voice in my dreams ever calling
Ever watching and praying for me

There is someone I bless with true tenderness
And her lips I'll caress when I bring happiness

To that dear little town in the old county-down
It will linger way down in my heart
Though it never was grand it was my fairyland
Just a wonderful world set apart

Oh my island of dreams you are with me it seems
And I care not for fame or renown
Like the black sheep of old I'll come back to the fold
Little town in the old county down


Notes

Sources: Recorded by John McCormack.

History: Irish popular song of the early 20th century.

Tune: A triple metre, sentimental tune, performed here in a classical style. The melody is fourteen lines long.

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