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 boys in Old England could not purchase Portmore
O bonny Portmore, I am sorry to see The woeful destruction of your ornament tree It sat on your shore for many's a long day Till the long boats of 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 boys in Old England could not purchase Portmore