At the Ould Lammas Fair in Ballycastle long ago I met a pretty colleen who set me heart a-glow She was smiling at her daddy buying lambs from Paddy Roe At the Ould Lammas Fair in Ballycastle-O! Sure I seen her home that night When the moon was shining bright
From the ould Lammas Fair in Ballycastle-O!
Chorus At the ould Lammas Fair boys were you ever there Were you ever at the Fair In Ballycastle-O? Did you treat your Mary Ann To some Dulse and Yellow Man
At the ould Lammas Fair in Ballycastle-O!
In Flander’s fields afar while resting from the War We drank Bon Sante to the Flemish lassies O! But the scene that haunts my memory is kissing Mary Ann Her pouting lips all sticky from eating Yellow Man
As we passed the silver Margy and we strolled along the strand From the ould Lammas Fair in Ballycastle-O!
There’s a neat little cabin on the slopes of fair Knocklayde It’s lit by love and sunshine where the heather honey’s made With the bees ever humming and the children’s joyous call Resounds across the valley as the shadows fall
Sure I take my fiddle down and my Mary smiling there Brings back a happy mem’ry of the Lammas Fair