Two horsemen riding through the glen One rides ahead one rides behind The man who rides ahead can see The man who rides behind is blind And on his back a leather sack And in that sack a willow harp, a willow harp Carolan, Carolan God cried tears of sorrow God cried tears of joy And the gift of melody was given To a young blind boy Two horsemen riding through a Leitrim glen And the greenwood ringing And they laughing and singing For it was here in Mohill town Carolan you settled down And raised your little family And many a golden melody That will live forever in the hearts of men Carolan, Carolan God cried tears of sorrow His angels cried tears of joy And the gift of melody was given To a young blind boy The birds are singing round Lough Rynne Longaire cuach agus scol an loin sa ghleann The birds are singing round Lough Lynne How do they sing in heaven Carolan? Many the pretty tune you wrote upon the buttons of your coat Carolan Carolan, Carolan God cried tears of sorrow His mother cried tears of joy And the gift of melody was given To a young blind boy Many the pretty tune you wrote Upon the buttons of your coat We still remember you here No-one came near you Carolan Two horsemen riding through the glen One rides ahead one rides behind The man who rides ahead can see The man who rides behind is blind