Sit you (D)down, loyal comrade, sit you (A)down for a (D)while
While I (A)spend my last hours in (D)Erin's Green (A)Isle
So fill up your glasses and we'll (D)drink hand to (A)hand
For to(D)morrow I'm leaving my (A)home in Lough (D)Bran.
There's my (D)father and mother you can (A)now hear them (D)cry
With their (A)tears bewailing would (D)moisten your (A)eye
But I will assist them, please (D)God, if I (A)can
Far a(D)way from lovely Erin and the (A)shores of Lough (D)Bran.
In the (D)incoming morning I will (A)bid you a(D)dieu,
To (A)Leitrim, Drumshanboe and (D)sweet Carrick (A)too
But no matter what fortune I shall (D)meet far a(A)way
My (D)thoughts shall be with you by (A)night and by (D)day.
My (A)thoughts shall be with you while (D)life's course is (A)banned
Far a(D)way from lovely Erin and the (A)shores of Lough (D)Bran.
(Frank McCaffrey changes to E major for his last two verses]
