October winds lament around the castle of Dromore Yet peace is in these lofty halls My loving treasure store Though autumn leaves may droop and die A bud of spring are you Singin' hush-a-bye loo, low loo, low lan Sing hush-a-bye loo, low loo Send no ill wind to hinder us, my helpless babe and me Dread spirit of black water Clan Owen's wild banshee And Holy Mary pitying In Heaven for grace doth sue Singin' hush-a-bye loo, low loo, low lan Sing hush-a-bye loo, low loo Take time to thrive, my rose of hope, in the garden of Dromore Take heed, young eaglet, till your wings Are weathered fit to soar A little time and then the world Is full of things to do Singin' hush-a-bye loo, low loo, low lan Sing hush-a-bye loo, low loo October winds lament around the castle of Dromore Yet peace is in these lofty halls My loving treasure store Though autumn leaves may droop and die A bud of spring are you Singin' hush-a-bye loo, low loo, low lan Sing hush-a-bye loo, low loo Mm hush-a-bye loo, low loo, low lan Sing hush-a-bye loo, low loo