ROSCOMMON HOME
Martin Raftery
February 1972
| We've heard and sung the praises Of most counties in Ireland Now here's to dear Roscommon A place so fair and grand. When you cross the River Shannon And proceed down towards the West, You may view Roscommon's fertile plains In creation it was blessed. You may travel all this country Cities, towns and countryside Of it's beauty and its scenery We all must speak with pride From Dublin back to Galway And from Cork to Donegal But Roscommon is my native place Sure I love it best of all. When I was young and restless And my mind was ill at ease Like thousands more before me Sure I longed to cross the seas. But changes great have taken place Since I crossed the Atlantic foam There's a buzz of peace and plenty In our dear Roscommon Home. Take our famous town Roscommon With its factories galore And Castlerea expanding As it never did before Athleague so famous for its fairs Ballintubber for its style Also Plunkett, Tulsk and Strokestown And the historic town of Boyle. |
Back to Elphin and Ballinagare Taking Frenchpark in your stride Our first President came from there The great man Doughlas Hyde. Here's to Loughlynn for Fenian men And Balloghaderren some miles below Bloonfad, Granlahan, Ballinlonger Sure they never feared the foe. In the fight for Irish freedom Sure Roscommon took the strain Her valient sons stood by their guns Thank God 'twas not in vain. While some live on, yet some have gone Like heroes to their doom They died to free Old Ireland and their dear Roscommon homes. The people of Roscommon, They are gentle, meek and mild All visitors and strangers say Their likes are hard to find. You may travel other counties But no matter where you roam That peace of mind you'll nowhere find Of yon dear Roscommon Home. |