Early in the morning the sun begins to rise
Reflected on her waters the movement of the skies
Slowly she flows onward disturbed I cannot see
Through fields and rolling meadows past local industry
My Lagan she flows softly from Slieve Croob down to the sea
Through Dromore and Dromara then close to Aghalee
From Lisburn down to Hilden Lambeg and then Shaw's bridge
To Belfast's salty waters where her lonesome journey ends
The years pass slowly onward changes soon unfold
No more horses pulling the barges filled with coal
The old lock gates have rotted the pathways overgrown
But still I love to see her as slowly she grows old
Memories they are precious and they are brought to life
As you walk along the towpath in the evenings fading light
But even now the night life begins a brand new day
Some ripples on the surface and a trout moves on her way
My Lagan she flows softly from Slieve Croob down to the sea
Through Dromore and Dromara then close to Aghalee
From Lisburn down to Hilden Lambeg and then Shaw's bridge
To Belfast's salty waters where her lonesome journey ends
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