One morning fair as Phoebus bright
Her radiant smiles displayed
When Flora in her verdant garb
The fragrant plains arrayed
As I did rove throughout each grove
No care did me assail
When a pair I spied by a riverside
In Dobbin's Flowery Vale

As I sat down them to behold
Beneath a spreading tree
The limpid streams that gently rolled
Conveyed these words to me;
Farewell sweet maid, the youth he said
For now I must set sail
I'll bid adieu to Armagh, you
And Dobbin's Flowery Vale

Forbear those thoughts and cruel words
That wound a bleeding heart
For is it true that we're met here
Alas! so soon to part?
Must I alone here sigh and moan
To none my grief reveal
But here lament my cause to vent
In Dobbin's Flowery Vale?
It's mutual love together drew
Both with a kind embrace
While tears like rosy drops of dew
Did trickle down her face;
She strove in vain him to detain
But while she did bewail
He bade adieu, and I withdrew
From Dobbin's Flowery Vale