Music and Lyrics Traditional 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 in Old England would not purchase Portmore. The destruction of old growth forests has become an important conservation issue in recent years, but it is not a new phenomenon. Over the centuries many of Ireland's old oak forests were leveled for military and shipbuilding purposes. Only recently has there been an effort to reestablish these great hardwoods. The Great Oak of Portmore stood on the property of Portmore Castle on the shore of Lough Beg. - L.M.
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Copy to Clipboard: Music and Lyrics Traditional 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 in Old England would not purchase Portmore. The destruction of old growth forests has become an important conservation issue in recent years, but it is not a new phenomenon. Over the centuries many of Ireland's old oak forests were leveled for military and shipbuilding purposes. Only recently has there been an effort to reestablish these great hardwoods. The Great Oak of Portmore stood on the property of Portmore Castle on the shore of Lough Beg. - L.M.
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