(Frank Hennessy)      As I roved out one morning going to Dungarvan Fair   I spied a pretty maiden with the sunlight in her hair   Her way was so delightful, her voice rang like a bell   And as I overtook her I asked if she was well.      Chorus:   Lay down your woolen shawl me love   I swear it is no joke   And I'll tell to you the story   Of the Old Dungarvan Oak.      As we approached Dungarvan the girl at me did stare   And she asked me why I raised my hat to a tree so old and bare   I told her of the legend, if the tree should e'er come down   There'd be a great disaster and Dungarvan would be drowned.      Chorus:   Lay down your woolen shawl me love   I swear it is no joke   And I'll tell to you the story   Of the Old Dungarvan Oak.      --- Instrumental ---      Then she started laughing, my face grew very red   And she said that only fools believed what those old legends said   Her laughter was contagious for the truth to you I'll tell   By the time I reached the market place I began to laugh as well.      Chorus:   Lay down your woolen shawl me love   I swear it is no joke   And I'll tell to you the story   Of the Old Dungarvan Oak.      As I sit here by my fireside it's the autumn of my life   And the darling girl I met that day is now my darling wife   I have a lovely daughter And a son to push my yoke   And all because I raised my hat to the Old Dungarvan Oak.      Chorus:   Lay down your woolen shawl me love   I swear it is no joke   And I'll tell to you the story   Of the Old Dungarvan Oak.      Chorus:    Lay down your woolen shawl me love   I swear it is no joke   And I'll tell to you the story   Of the Old Dungarvan Oak...