It doesn’t get much better than this performance from Dolores Keane with her husband John Faulkner. According to one source, the Sliabh Gallion brae referred to in the song is part of the Sperrin Mountains in Counties Tyrone and Derry, and this song was written by James McGarvey, a Derryman, sometime in the 1800s.

Slieve Gallion Braes

As I went a walking one morning in May
To view your fair valleys and your mountains so gay
I was thinking of your flowers all going to decay
That grow around ye bonny, bonny Slieve Gallon Brae

Oft times have I wandered with my dog and my gun
And travelled your valleys for joy and for fun
But those days are gone forever and I can no longer stray
So farewell unto ye bonny, bonny SlieveGallon Brae

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