The maidens of beauty and swains so forlorn
That carelessly wander away from your home
I am off by the moonlight and break of the morning
I'll be found in the mountains of dark Iniseoghain
I strayed to a place they call sweet Clonmany
In search of a fair one that I might adore
But a maiden to love me, I couldn't find any
From Meendoran Bridge to the Gap of Mamore
But then in the shades of old Barnan I found you
That valley o'ershadowed by mountains so grand
And I prayed that God's angels would ever protect you
And I placed a keepsake in your little white hand
And now I am stationed in County Fermanagh
Far from the fair one that I do adore
But when I return it will be to my dear one
That I left in the mountains of dark Iniseoghain
