Lord Abore and Mary Flynn

Lord Abore and Mary Flynn were both children young

They were scarcely fourteen years of age

And love between them sprung

And love between them sprung

Now Lord Abore was going out one day

When his mother came to know

"You are going away my son" she said

"You will drink before you go

You'll drink before you go"

She's called for a cask of the very best wine

Then filled a glass for him

To her father false with her two fingers

She's put strong poison in

She's put strong poison in

"Oh why oh why" dear Mother he said

"Have you poisoned me full sore?"

"It is so, tis so" she said to him

"You'll see Mary Flynn no more

See Mary Flynn no more"

"Is there anybody in this household" he said

"Who will go on an errand for me?"

"Who will go to Mary Flynn's high tower

And fetch her here to me

And fetch her here to me?"

And so up stepped a young serving boy

"I'm your faithful servant" cried he

"I will go to Mary Flynn's high tower

And fetch her here to thee

And fetch her here to thee"

And when he came to Mary Flynn's high tower

He stepped into the hall

The tables were laid and the music played

And the ladies dancing on

The ladies dancing on

"What brought you here my pretty little boy?

What brought you here to me?

Has my grandmother set a place for you

Or yet invited thee

Or yet invited thee"

"Your grandmother's set no place for me

Nor invited me" he said

Twas then she learned from the serving boy

That Lord Abore was dead

That Lord Abore was dead

"Oh send for me the swiftest steed

Go saddle for me the grey

So I may ride to my true lover's touch

Without the least delay

Without the least delay"

And when she came to Lord Abore's tower

She stepped into the hall

The tables were laid and the sheets were spread

And the torches burning all

The torches burning all

"What brought you here Mary Flynn?" she said

"What brought you here to me?"

"The ring that's on his little finger

I came to pray of thee

I came to pray of thee"

"No ring no ring Mary Flynn" she said

"No ring have I for thee

For the pain of death it came so quick

And it split the ring in three

It split the ring in three"

She laid her cheek down by his cheek

Her side down by his side

He laid her feet down by his feet

And Mary Flynn she died

And Mary Flynn she died