Bonny Portmore

(G)O Bonny Port(A)  more, I am 
(C)sorry to see
Such a (G)woeful de(A ) struction of
 your (C)ornament (G)tree
For it (A ) stood on your (B)  shore
 for ma(C)ny's the long day
Till the (A)  long boats from (B)  
Antrim came to (C)float it 
a(D)away.(D)

O Bonny Portmore, you shine where 
you stand
And the more I think on you the more
 I think long
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If I had you now as I had once 
before
All the lords in Old England would 
not purchase Portmore.

All the birds in the forest they 
bitterly weep
Saying, "where will we shelter or 
where will we sleep?"
For the Oak and the Ash, they are 
all cutten down
And the walls of Bonny Portmore are 
all down to the ground.

O Bonny Portmore, you shine where 
you stand
And the more I think on you the more
 I think long
If I had you now as I had once 
before
All the Lords in Old England would 
not purchase Portmore.