Maid of Culmore-Celtic Thunder

[00:08.129]Leaving sweet lovely Derry [00:12.529]for fair London town, [00:17.30]There is no finer harbour [00:21.830]all around can be found, [00:26.231]Where the youngsters each evening [00:30.685]go down to the shore, [00:34.790]And the joy bells are ringing [00:39.490]for the maid of Culmore. [00:54.191]The first time I saw her [00:58.741]she passed me by, [01:02.541]And the next time that I saw her [01:07.92]she bid me goodbye, [01:11.142]But the last time I saw her [01:15.448]it grieved my heart sore, [01:19.298]For she sailed down Loch Foyle [01:23.851]and away from Culmore. [01:28.201]If I had the power [01:32.151]the storms for to rise, [01:35.901]I would make the wind blow out [01:40.502]and I'd darken the skies, [01:44.402]I'd make the wind blow high [01:48.902]and the salt seas to roar, [01:52.802]Till the day that my darling [01:57.252]sailed away from Culmore. [02:07.403]To the back parts of America [02:11.853]my love I'll go seek, [02:15.553]For it's there I know no one [02:20.673]and no one knows me, [02:23.623]But if I don't find her [02:28.24]I'll return home no more, [02:31.873]Like a pilgrim I'll wander [02:36.924]for the maid of Culmore