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Jedna z wielu piosenek przypo-minających Irlandczykom w Ameryce ich ojczysty kraj, raczej zachęcająca do odwiedzin niz powrotu do kraju przodków.
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Come To The Bower
Will you come to the Bower o'er the free boundless ocean
Where the stupendous waves roll in thundering motion
Where the mermaids are seen, and the fierce tempest gathers
To loved Erin the green, the dear land of our fathers
Will you come, will you, will you come to the "bower"?
Will you come to the land of O'Neill and O'Donnell
The patriot soldiers of Tirowen and Tirconnaill
Where Brian drove the Danes and St. Patrick the vermin
And whose valleys remain still most beautiful and charming.
You can visit Benburb and the storied Blackwater
Where Owen Roe met Munrow and his chieftains did slaughter
You may ride on the tide o'er the broad majestic Shannon
You may sail round Lough Neagh and see storied Dungarvan.
You can visit New Ross, gallant Wexford and Gorey
Where the green was last seen by proud Saxon and Troy
Where the soil is sanctified by the blood of each true man
Where they died satisfied, their enemies they would not run from.
Will you come and awake our lost land from its slumbers
And her fetters we will break, links that long are encumbered
And the air will resound with Hosannas to greet you
On the shore will be found gallant Irishmen to meet you.
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