The Bantry Girls Lament / The Ol' Yellow House Lyrics - Your Daughters & Your Sons - Duhks

Oh, who will plough the fields all day 

And who will thresh the corn 

Who will tend the sheep now 

And see them neatly shorn 

The stack that's in the haggard 

Unthreshed it may remain 

Now that Johnnys gone a-threshing 

All in the wars of Spain 

The girls down in the Bang 

In sorrow may retire 

And the piper with his bellows 

May go home and blow the fire 

Now Johnny, lovely Johnny 

Is sailing o'er the main 

Along with other patriots 

To fight the king of Spain 

The boys will surely miss him 

When Moneymore comes around 

And theyll weep that their bold captain 

Is nowhere to be found 

And the peelers may stand idle 

All against their will and grain 

Since the gallant boy who gave them work 

Now peels the king of Spain 

At wakes and hurling matches 

Your like we'll never see 

'Till you come back to us again 

Mo storeen g mo chroi 

And won't you thresh the buckeens 

That show us much disdain 

Because our eyes are not so bright 

As those youll see in Spain