There's one fair county in Ireland
With memories so glorious and grand
Where nature has lavished it's bounty

It's the orchard of Ireland's green land
I love it's cathedral and city
Was founded by Patrick so true

And it bears in the heart of it's bosom
The ashes of Brian Boru
It's my own Irish home

Far across the foam
And though I've often left it
In foreign lands to roam

No matter where I wander
Through cities near or far
Sure me heart is at home in old Ireland

In the county of Armagh

I travelled that part of the county

Through Newport, Forkhill, Crossmaglenn
Around by the gap of Mount Norris
Then home by Blackwater again

Where the girls are so gay and so hearty
None fairer in Eireann go brath
Ah but where are the boys that can court them

Like the boys from the County Armagh

It's my own Irish home

Far across the foam
And though I've often left it
In foreign lands to roam

No matter where I wander
Through cities near or far
Sure me heart is at home in old Ireland

In the county of Armagh