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I will sing to you of a lovely place it's where I'd like to be, Where I could pass my time away in merriment and in glee With each cailín fair I do declare with them I'd like to go To take a stroll along the banks where the Mulcair river flows. You hills of Derk and of Brackile with you I long to remain Where I could pass the time away around lovely Pallasgrean, Fond memories oft times bring me back to the days long long ago. When I used ramble down the banks where the Mulcair river flows. `Tis well I do remember too how in my youth and bloom I hunted on that mountainside by Cappamore and Doon, By Carrickbcg and Castletown places you all well know And Gurtavalla's muddy banks where the Mulcair river flows. So now tonight, my comrades bright, I will bid you all adieu, And as I finish these few lines, one word I'll say to you Train up your youth to hunt and shoot, with gun and dog to go, To hunt the game that still remain where the Mulcair river flows.I will sing to you of a lovely place it's where I'd like to be, Where I could pass my time away in merriment and in glee With each cailín fair I do declare with them I'd like to go To take a stroll along the banks where the Mulcair river flows.
Approximate Word count = 567
Approximate Pages = 2.3
(250 words per page double spaced)
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