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The Flower of Magherally

[ Roud 3009 ; Henry H220 ; Ballad Index HHH220 ; trad.]

Frank Harte sang The Flower of Magherally in a session recorded by Bill Leader in 1967. It was published in 1973 on his Topic album Through Dublin City. He commented in his sleeve notes:

A song from Ulster. I had the words in a booklet printed by the Derry Journal, long before I heard it sung. When I eventually heard it I was delighted at the way the words and the air so well suited each other. I find myself turning more and more to the songs from Ulster, on account of their great variety of themes and the beautiful airs so apparent in their love songs.

Oige sang The Flower of Magherally, O! on the 1995 Mrs Casey Records anthology Evolving Tradition.

Mick Coyne sang My Flower of Magherally on Ron Kavana and Friends's 2011 album 40 Favourite Folk Songs.

Andy Turner learned The Flower of Magherally from the Boys of the Lough songbook (Music and Songs from the Boys of the Lough, Gilderoy Music, 1977) and sang it as the June 20, 2014 entry of his project A Folk Song a Week.

Brona McVittie sang The Flower of Magherally on her 2018 album We Are the Wildlife. She noted:

A lesser-heard folk song from County Down included by Jackie Boyce in his book Songs from the County Down after Cathal McConnell's version. Magherally is a small townland near Banbridge.

Lyrics

Brona McVittie sings The Flower of Magherally

One pleasant summer’s morning when all the flowers were springing O
Nature was adorning and the birds were sweetly singing O
I met my love near Banbridge town, my charming blue eyed Sally O
She’s the Queen of the County Down, she’s the Flower of Magherally O

With admiration I did gaze upon this blue-eyed maiden O
Adam wasn’t half so pleased when he met Eve in Eden O
Her skin was like the lily white that grows in yonder valley O
She’s my queen and my heart’s delight, the Flower of Magherally O

Like Venus bright she did appear, my charming blue-eyed Sally O
She’s the girl that I love dear, the Flower of Magherally O

I hope the day will surely come, when we’ll join hands together O
And I’ll bring home the one I love, in spite of wind and weather O
And let them all say what they will, let them reel and rally O
I will wed the girl I love, the Flower of Magherally O