[01:04.86]O bonny Portmore, I am sorry to see
[01:15.37]Such a woeful destruction of your ornament tree
[01:25.96]For it stood on your shore for many's the long day
[01:35.90]Till the long boats from Antrim came to float it away.
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[03:19.08][01:49.06]O bonny Portmore, you're shining where you stand
[03:29.47][01:59.21]And the more I think on you the more I think long
[03:39.62][02:09.64]If I had you now as I had once before
[02:19.77]All the Lords in Old England would not purchase Portmore.
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[02:33.74]All the birds in the forest they bitterly weep
[02:43.24]Saying, "Where shall we shelter or where shall we sleep?"
[02:53.60]For the Oak and the Ash, they are all cutten down
[03:03.67]And the walls of bonny Portmore are all down to the ground.
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[03:50.52]All the Lords of Old England would not purchase Portmore.
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