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Finola the Gem of the Roe 
Finola the Gem of the Roe 
In the land of O'Cahan where bleak mountains rise O'er whose brown ridgy tops now the dusky cloud flies Deep sunk in a valley a wild flower did grow And her name was Finola,the gem of the Roe (x2) 
From the island of Islay appeared in our view A youth clad in tartan, as strange as tis true With a star on his breast and unstrung was his bow And he sighed for Finola the gem of the Roe (x2) 
No more up the streamlets her maidens shall hie For wan the cold cheek and bedimmed the blue eye In silent affliction our sorrows shall flow Since gone is Finola, the gem of the Roe (x2) 
Very odd song. Henry has""FINVOLA"" - probably a mistranscription of ""FIONNUALA""? Any Scottish links? MR 
MR oct99