(The) Green Fields Of Gaothdobhair - album "Fuaim"Down past Dunlewey's bonny    lakes   One morning I did stray,   Until I reached sweet Clady banks    where the silvery salmon play,    I strolled around through old Bunbeg   and down along the shore,   And gazed with admiration   on the green fields of Gaothdobhair.      I visit Magherclocher,   On Middletown heights I stand,   Beneath me lies the ocean wide,   and Machergallon strand,   Those sandy banks so dear to me,   Those banks I do adore,   Behind me lies sweet Derrybeg   and the green fields of Gaothdobhair.The bonny Isle of Goal   and Inishmean so near,   I see the little fishing fleet   as it lies along the pier,   I wander through the graveyard   where those have gone before,   That once lived happy and content   on the green fields of Gaothdobhair.      I see sweet Inish Oirthir,   and far off Tory Isle,   I view the ocean liners   as they stream along in style,   on board are Irish emigrants   with hearts both sad and sore,   As they gazed on old Tir Chonaill hills    and the green fields of Gaothdobhair.An old song in praise of the parish from    which we come. Cathal Ó baoill (Charlie Joe Thimlin) sang the words of this    song to us which we set to a County Derry air