one morning fair i took the air along the portrush strand the waves did roar upon the shore and washed the golden sand the white cliffs rang as the wee birds sang all nature did abound when a lass i spied by the water side the pride of portrush town her smiles as bright as the sunlight that sparkles on the grass her rosy cheeks and carriage neat adorned this comely lass her curling hair is soft and fair and it gently tumbles down if i were king she d be my queen the pride of portrush town if you consent it s my intent to walk with you awhile oh please comply to not deny for you ve my poor heart beguiled no doctor s pills can cure the ill when cupid comes around my heart will grieve if i must leave the pride of portrush town says she you re free to walk with me but you are a bold young man you re roguish ways might me betray as you may understand but if you are true i ll follow you wherever you are bound for cupid s dart has pierced the heart of the pride of portrush town then hand in hand we walked the strand down by the raging main my heart was snared by her beauty rare but i had no cares nor kin we joined our hands in wedded bands for true love we have found as time goes by my love won t die for the pride of portrush town
['canadian celtic', 'celtic', 'irish folk', 'irish pub song', 'shanty']