Early[C] in the morning[F] the sun began[C] to rise
Re[F]flecting on her[C] waters[D] the[D7] movement of[C] the skies
[C]Slowly she flows onwards dis[F]turbed I[C] cannot see
Through[F] fields and rolling[C] meadows[D7] past[G] local[C] industry
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My Lagan she flows softly from Slieve Croob down to the sea
Through Dromore and Dromara then close to Aghalee
Fro Lisburn down to Hilden Lambeg and then Shaws bridge
To Belfast's salty waters where her lonesome journey ends
The years pass slowly onwards changes soon unfold
No more horses pulling the barges filled with coal
The old Lock gates have rotted the pathways overgrown
But still I love to see her as slowly she grows old
Oh memories they are precious and they are brought to life
And you walk along the towpath in the evening's fading light
But even now the nightlife begins a brand new day
Some ripples on the surface and a trout moves on her way
Young lovers they walk slowly beside my Lagan stream
Holding hands and talking about their wildest dreams
Across the water laughter comes drifting through the night
Dancing shadows ripple in the moonshine light
