TOM CAMPBELL - Home by Bearna

In Scartaglen there lived a lass
And every Sunday, after mass
She would go and take a glass
Before goin' home by Bearna
We won't go home along the road
For fear that you may act the rogue
Won't go home along the road
For we'll go home by Bearna

We won't go home across the fields
The big thorneens could stick your heels
Won't go home across the fields
We'll go home by Bearna
We won't go home around the glen
For fear your blood might rise again
Won't go home around the glen
We"ll go home by Bearna

In Scartaglen there lived a lass
And every Sunday, after mass
She would go and take a glass
Before goin' home by Bearna
We won't go down the milk bóithrín
The night is bright, we might be seen
Won't go down the milk bóithrín
We"ll go home By Bearna

In Scartaglen there lived a lass
And every Sunday, after mass
She would go and take a glass
Before goin' home by Bearna
We won't go home along the road
For fear that you may act the rogue
Won't go home along the road
For we'll go home by Bearna

Written by:
TOM CAMPBELL

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