Tell me the legends of long ago   When the kings and queens would dance in the realm of the Black Rose   Play me the melodies I want to know   So I can teach my children, oh      Pray tell me the story of young Cuchulainn   How his eyes were dark his expression sullen   And how he'd fight and always won   And how they cried when he was fallen      Oh tell me the story of the Queen of this land   And how her sons died at her own hand   And how fools obey commands   Oh tell me the legends of long ago      Where the mountains of Mourne come down to the sea   Will she no come back to me   Will she no come back to me      Oh Shenandoah I hear you calling   Far away you rolling river   Roll down the mountain side   On down on down go lassie go      Oh Tell me the legends of long ago   When the kings and queens would dance in the realms of the Black Rose   Play me the melodies so I might know   So I can tell my children, oh      My Roisin Dubh is my one and only true love   It was a joy that Joyce brought to me   While William Butler waits   And Oscar, he's going Wilde      Ah sure, Brendan where have you Behan?   Looking for a girl with green eyes   My dark Rosaleen is my only colleen   That Georgie knows Best      But Van is the man   Starvation once again   Drinking whiskey in the jar-o   Synge's Playboy of the Western World      As Shaw, Sean I was born and reared there   Where the Mountains of Mourne come down to the sea   Is such a long, long way from Tipperary