We met among the golden Furze,
In the shade of Knocknarea,
To view the waves that far away,
Dance into Sligo Bay,
The day was long but fleeting time
Shall pleasure steal unknown,
And take my love away from me,
My flower of Kilmacowen.
How often in sweet evening glow
Through lovely Sligo Town,
I watched the lads and lasses gay
Meandering up and down,
I heard the tales of love they told
When Nature's winds have blown,
The fleeting bond of memory o'er,
My flower of Kilmacowen.
By Primrose Grange and down the Glen
We wandered hand in hand,
From Breeogue to St. Bridget's Well
By lonely Cumeen Strand,
Bloom over all my love so true,
My Diamond Jewelled Crown,
Enfold me in thy Petal's Sweet
My flower of Kilmacowen.
Autumn, Spring and Summer come.
Then Winter's darkening glow,
Stars go dancing round the Moon
And drifting Frost and Snow,
My lone heart with love is burning,
Memory sweet of you my own,
One Summer day to live again,
My Flower of Kilmacowen.
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