The Flower of Sweet Strabane
The Irish Rovers Lyrics


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If I were King of Ireland's Isle and had all things at my will
I'd roam for recreation and I'd seek for comfort still
But the fortune I would seek the most, you all might understand
Is to win the heart of Martha, the Flower of Sweet Straband

Her cheeks they are a rosy red, her hair a golden brown
And o'er her lilly white shoulders it carelessly flows down
She is one the loveliest creatures in the whole creation planned
And my heart is captivated by the flower of Sweet Straband

If I had you lovely Martha away in Innisown
of in some lovely valley in the wild woods of Tyrone
I work my whole endeavor and I'd seek to work my plan
for my heart is captivated by the Flower of Sweet Straband

Oh now I'll go o're the Lagan down by the steamships tall
for now I'm bound for Amerikay across the briny foam
my ship is bound for Liverpool down by the Isle of Mann
so I'll say farewell and God Bless you My Flower of Sweet Straband

Well I've been in the Phoenix Park and in Killarney fair
The lovely glens of Antrim and the winding banks of Clare
In all my earthly travels I never yet met one
That could compare, I do declare, with the Flower of Sweet Straband

But since I cannot gain her love, no joy there is for me
And I must seek forgetfulness in lands across the sea
Unless she cares to follow me, I swear by my right hand
McKenna's face you'll ne'er more see, my Flower of Sweet Straband

So its farewell to sweet Derry Quay, New Mills and Waterside
I'll sail out o'er the ocean, whatever may betide




I'll sail away from Derry Quay out by the Isle of Man
And I'll bid farewell to Martha, the Flower of Sweet Straband

Overall Meaning

"The Flower of Sweet Strabane" is a traditional Irish ballad about a woman named Martha, who is described as one of the loveliest creatures in creation. The singer proclaims his love for Martha and wishes to win her heart, stating that he would travel the world in search of her. He describes her physical attributes, including her rosy cheeks, golden hair, and white shoulders. The singer laments that he cannot gain her love, and must seek forgetfulness in lands across the sea. He bids farewell to Martha and his home of Derry Quay, as he sets sail for America.


The song is a classic Irish ballad, showcasing the beauty of Ireland and its people. It is a story of unrequited love and the pain of leaving home. The singer longs for the love of Martha, but ultimately must leave without her. The song is filled with beautiful imagery, describing the landscape of Ireland, the sea, and the singer's longing for his love.


Line by Line Meaning

If I were King of Ireland's Isle and had all things at my will
If I had unlimited power and control over Ireland, with everything at my disposal


I'd roam for recreation and I'd seek for comfort still
I would travel for pleasure and seek comfort and happiness


But the fortune I would seek the most, you all might understand
However, the most important thing I would want in life is something you may understand


Is to win the heart of Martha, the Flower of Sweet Straband
I desire to have the love of Martha, who I consider to be the most beautiful woman


Her cheeks they are a rosy red, her hair a golden brown
Martha has beautiful reddish cheeks and golden brown hair


And o'er her lilly white shoulders it carelessly flows down
Her hair falls casually over her pure white shoulders


She is one the loveliest creatures in the whole creation planned
Martha is one of the most beautiful creations in the world


And my heart is captivated by the flower of Sweet Straband
My heart is deeply attracted to Martha


If I had you lovely Martha away in Innisown
If I had Martha with me in Innisown


of in some lovely valley in the wild woods of Tyrone
Or in a beautiful valley in the wild woods of Tyrone


I work my whole endeavor and I'd seek to work my plan
I would work as hard as I could to make Martha mine


for my heart is captivated by the Flower of Sweet Straband
Because my heart is deeply and entirely captivated by Martha


Oh now I'll go o're the Lagan down by the steamships tall
Now, I am going over Lagan River and down by the tall steamships


for now I'm bound for Amerikay across the briny foam
I am headed for America across the salty ocean waters


my ship is bound for Liverpool down by the Isle of Mann
My ship is headed towards Liverpool and will pass by Isle of Mann


so I'll say farewell and God Bless you My Flower of Sweet Straband
So, I bid farewell and God Bless you, my beloved Martha


Well I've been in the Phoenix Park and in Killarney fair
I have visited Phoenix Park and attended the Killarney fair


The lovely glens of Antrim and the winding banks of Clare
I've also explored the beautiful glens of Antrim and the winding banks of Clare


In all my earthly travels I never yet met one
In all my earthly travels, I've never met anyone


That could compare, I do declare, with the Flower of Sweet Straband
Who could be compared, I assure you, with my beloved Martha


But since I cannot gain her love, no joy there is for me
Since I can't win Martha's love, there is no joy in my life


And I must seek forgetfulness in lands across the sea
I must look for ways to forget her in other places


Unless she cares to follow me, I swear by my right hand
Unless she decides to come with me, I vow upon my right hand


McKenna's face you'll ne'er more see, my Flower of Sweet Straband
You will never see my face again, my beloved Martha, if you choose not to follow me


So its farewell to sweet Derry Quay, New Mills and Waterside
So, I bid farewell to Derry Quay, New Mills, and Waterside


I'll sail out o'er the ocean, whatever may betide
I will sail across the ocean, no matter what happens


I'll sail away from Derry Quay out by the Isle of Man
I will sail far away from Derry Quay, over by the Isle of Man


And I'll bid farewell to Martha, the Flower of Sweet Straband
And I will say goodbye to my dear Martha, the Flower of Sweet Straband




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@jimdkat1

Was reared with Joe and his family in Alexander Street,Ballymena.I remember his dad Paddy and all the family.Still see his sister Nancy from time to time.

@haysfordays

Listening to Joe here, you can really hear the roots of what became American Country music. The phrasing and little grace notes. Joe is as smooth as they come.

@michaelduggan1890

Joe Millar was underrated , nice voice , thank you .

@firebleeder

R.I.P. Joe Millar

@TelamonianTeukros

Thank you for posting this. I come from a poor family in Port Huron, Michigan and when I was about 12 my mother bought a ticket for me to see the Irish Rovers by myself. This song and First Day on the Somme burned holes in my memory, so glad to have found both of them in just the past year. Joe Millar had such a voice, like velvet, like old soft leather, like the finest Shiraz you've ever tasted. I think he also performed The Mountains of Mourne that night but I have never found any recording.

@1993Eagle

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cRJZ4UcvE2c in case you didn´t found it in the past six years. :)

@tlharts

I happened upon this group by accident I'm part Irish and I love this group I've always liked Irish Music

@shenidan2023

Just stunning

@sprigmom1

Joe is such a wonderful balladeer, with such a rich voice. Always makes me close my eyes and sway!

@jessestewart2927

by far the best of the Irish Rover singers.

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