The Stolen Child

Verse 1:
Houvan, Houvan, gurry our foe
Gurry our foe, Gurry our foe
Houvan, Houvan, gurry our foe
They stole my darlin' baby, oh

Verse 2:
I found the home of the mountain mist
The mountain mist, The mountain mist
I found a little yellow farm
But I never found by baby, oh

Verse 3:
One early May on a day so clear
I left my baby lying here
I left her sleeping in the glen
And I went to gather blackberries

Verse 4:
Houvan, Houvan, gurry our foe
Gurry our foe, Gurry our foe
Houvan, Houvan, gurry our foe
They stole my darlin' baby, oh