Will You Come to the Bower

Will you come to the bower over the free boundless ocean

Where stupendous waves roll in thundering motion

Where the mermaids are seen and the wild tempest gather

To loved erin the green the dear land of our fathers

Will you come will you will you will you come to the bower

Will you come to the land of o'neill and o'donnell

Of lord lucan of old and the immortal o'connell

Where brian chased the dane and st patrick the vermin

And whose valleys remain still most beautiful and charming

Will you come will you will you will you come to the bower

You can visit benburb and the storied Blackwater

Where owen roe met munroe and his chieftains did slaughter

Where the lambs skip and play on the mossy all over

From those bright golden views to enchanting rostrevor

Will you come will you will you will you come to the bower

You can see dublin city and the fine groves of blarney

The bann boyne the pillar and the lakes of killarney

You can ride on the tide on the broad majestic shannon

You can sail round lough neagh and see storied dungannon

Will you come will you will you will you come to the bower

You can visit new ross gallant Wexford and gorey

Where the green was last seen by proud saxon and tory

Where the soil is sanctified by the blood of each true man

Where they died satisfied that their enemies they

Would't run from

Will you come will you will you will you come to the bower

Will you come and awake our dear land from it's slumber

And her fetters we'll break links that long have encumbered

And the air will resound with hosannahs to greet you

On the shore will be found gallant Irishmen to greet you

Will you come will you will you will you come to the bower