The daughter of Megan, so lovely and blooming
I met in Glenavon's gay glittering hall
And high rose my heart, ambition assuming
To dance with the damsel, the bloom of the ball

Oh daughter of Megan, look not so alluring
On a youth that his hope with thy hand must resign;
That now the sad pang of despair is enduring
The spendour thou lov'st can never be mine

Go daughter of Megan, to castles of splendour
Each eye that beholds thee thy presence shall bless
And the delicate mind feel a passion more tender
On thy beauties to gaze than another's possess

But daughter of Megan, tomorrow I'm going
On oceans to sail where the rude billows roar;
I feel my full heart with affliction o'erflowing
Perhaps I may gaze on thy beauties no more

Oh the daughter of Megan, so lovely and blooming
I met in Glenavon's gay glittering hall
And hight rose my heart, ambition assuming
To dance with the damsel, the bloom of the ball