Bridge of Sorrows, Bridge of Tears

Named for sadness from the past

Forgotten now for many years

Your story can be told at last

 

In days gone by so legend goes

Oppression, famine did abound

And many thought to flee their woes

Away from Ireland’s hallowed ground

 

From Falcarragh they set out

To make for distant Derry’s shore

With minds filled up with fear and doubt

They’d see their loved ones never more

 

Their kith and kin would follow there

Along the lonely Muckish Gap

Until the Bridge of Sorrows where

Their last embrace they would enwrap

 

And as they left each one would wonder

If somewhere in their long tomorrows

That those who here were cast asunder

Would see again the Bridge of Sorrows