As I went a walkin'
One morning in May
To view yon fair valleys
And mountains so gay

I was thinkin' on those flowers
All doomed to decay
As they bloom around
Ye bonnie, bonnie
Sliabh Gallon Braes

I walked in the mornin'
With my dog and my gun
I like to go roamin'
For joy and for fun

But those days they are all over
And I must go away
So fairwell unto
Ye bonnie, bonnie
Sliabh Gallon Braes

How oft of an evenin'
And the sun in the west
I roamed hand in hand with
The one I love best

But those dreams of youth are vanished
And now I'm far away
So fairwell unto
Ye bonnie, bonnie
Sliabh Gallon Braes

It was not the want
Of employment at home
That caused all the sons
Of old Ireland to roam
But those tyrannizin' landlords
They would not let us stay
So farewell unto
Ye bonnie, bonnie
Sliabh Gallon Braes

For the rents were gettin' higher
And we could no longer stay
So farewell unto
Ye bonnie, bonnie
Sliabh Gallon Braes