Lyrics: Trad., arr. Julie Abbé
Music: Andy Irvine

Inspired by Andy Irvine's version. I removed a few verses and rewrote the second one to bring more clarity to the story.

Julie Abbé: vocals, guitar
Dominie Hooper: cello
Sid Goldsmith: concertina

Produced by Sid Goldsmith and Julie Abbé
Recorded and mixed by Sid Goldsmith at Room4 Studios, Bristol.
Mastered by Tim Thomas (www.timthomasmusic.com)
Artwork: Rosanna Morris (www.rosannamorris.com)

Lyrics

Here's a health to you bonny Kellswater
Where you'll get all the pleasures of life
Where you'll get all the fishing and the fowling
And a bonny sweet lass for your wife.

Oh it's down by yond green shade I met her
And amongst wild roses we kissed
And a gold ring I placed on her finger
As my only treasure to keep.

Oh a father he calls on his daughter
Saying a choice, girl, I'll give on to thee
Would you rather see Johnny's ship a-sailing
Or him hung like a dog from yon' tree?

Oh Father, dear Father, I love him
And I can no longer hide it from thee
Through an acre of fire I would travel
All alone with lovely Johnny to be.

Oh harsh was the heart that confined them
And took away her heart's delight
May the chains of Old Ireland bind around them
And soft be their pillows at night.

Here's a health to you bonny Kellswater
Where you'll get all the pleasures of life
Where you'll get all the fishing and the fowling
And a bonny sweet lass for your wife.