(The) Green Fields Of Gaothdobhair - album "Fuaim"Down past Dunlewey's bonny lakes One morning I did stray, Until I reached sweet Clady banks where the silvery salmon play, I strolled around through old Bunbeg and down along the shore, And gazed with admiration on the green fields of Gaothdobhair. I visit Magherclocher, On Middletown heights I stand, Beneath me lies the ocean wide, and Machergallon strand, Those sandy banks so dear to me, Those banks I do adore, Behind me lies sweet Derrybeg and the green fields of Gaothdobhair.The bonny Isle of Goal and Inishmean so near, I see the little fishing fleet as it lies along the pier, I wander through the graveyard where those have gone before, That once lived happy and content on the green fields of Gaothdobhair. I see sweet Inish Oirthir, and far off Tory Isle, I view the ocean liners as they stream along in style, on board are Irish emigrants with hearts both sad and sore, As they gazed on old Tir Chonaill hills and the green fields of Gaothdobhair.An old song in praise of the parish from which we come. Cathal Г“ baoill (Charlie Joe Thimlin) sang the words of this song to us which we set to a County Derry air