Bonny Portmore - Laura Marling, Jonathan Wilson

O bonny Portmore, you shine where you stand

And the more I think on you the more I think long

If I had you now as I had once before

All the boys in Old England could not purchase Portmore

O bonny Portmore, I am sorry to see

The woeful destruction of your ornament tree

It sat on your shore for many’s a long day

Till the long boats of Antrim came to float it away

O bonny Portmore, you shine where you stand

And the more I think on you the more I think long

If I had you now as I had once before

All the boys in Old England could not purchase Portmore