Streets of Derry - Sam Amidon

Oh after the morning there comes an evening

And after the evening, another day

And after a false love there comes a true love

I’d have you listen now to what I say

My lovely years as fine a young man

As fair as any the sun show now

But how to help him I do not know it

For now he’s got a sentence to be hung

As he was marching the streets of Derry

I am sure he marched upright manfully

Being much more like a commanding officer

Than a man to die upon the gallows trade

What keeps my love she’s so long and coming?

Or what detains her so far from me?

Or does she think it a shame or a scandal

To see me die upon the gallows tree

He looked around and he saw her coming

As she roads fair to her land a wind

I’ll have them know that they dare not hang you

And I’ll crown my love with a bunch of meat