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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.

O bonny Portmore, I am sorry to see
Such a woeful destruction of your ornament tree
For it stood on your shore for many's the long day
Till the long boats from Antrim came to float it away.

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.

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 of Old England would not purchase Portmore.

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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. 
 
O bonny Portmore, I am sorry to see 
Such a woeful destruction of your ornament tree 
For it stood on your shore for many's the long day 
Till the long boats from Antrim came to float it away. 
 
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. 
 
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 of Old England would not purchase Portmore.

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