Come To The Bower

Will you [C]come to the [G]Bower over the free boundless [C]ocean
Where the [C]stupendous [G]waves roll in thundering [C]motion
Where [C]mermaids are seen and the fierce tempests [G]gather
To love [C]Erin the green the [G]dear land of our [C]fathers

[C]Will you come, will you, will you,
will you [G]come to the [C]Bower

Will you come to the land of O'Neill and O'Donnell
Lord Lucan of old and immortal O'Connell
Where Brian chased the Danes and St. Patrick the vermin
And whose valleys remain still most beautiful and charming

Will you come, will you, will you, will you come to the Bower

Will you come, will you, will you, will you come to the Bower

You can see Dublin City and the fine groves of Blarney
The Bann, The Boyne, The Liffey and the lakes of Killarney
You can ride on the tide over the broad majestic Shannon
You can sail round Lough Neagh and see storied Dungannon

Will you come, will you, will you, will you come to the Bower

Will you come and awake our dear land from it's slumber
And her fetters we'll 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

Will you come, will you, will you, will you come to the Bower