"Pomona" is a folksong originating from Manchester. It has many similarities with a song called Lamorna, which is popular in Cornwall.
"Pomona" refers to the Pomona Gardens (named after the Roman goddess Pomona) which were in Cornbrook, Hulme; the site was later used to build Pomona Docks.
Down to Pomona
Now I'm going to sing, <br> A nice young lady fair, <br> I met some time ago, <br> At the corner of Albert Square. <br> She had a lovely jet black eye, <br> I thought I should like to own her, <br> For in a voice so sweet she asked of me <br> The way down to Pomona.
We met in Albert Square, <br> And I never shall forget, <br> Her eyes they shone like stars, <br> Thought the evening it was wet. <br> The hair it hung in curls. <br> Of this lovely little Donah, <br> As we drove that night in great delight, <br> Away down to Pomona.
My heart beat like a drum, <br> As I answered her with pride, <br> Yes, and if you have no objections, <br> I will take you there beside. <br> She blushed and answered yes, <br> The I fell in love all over, <br> For a cab I sent and off we went, <br> Away down to Pomona.
We'd scarce got in the cab, <br> When she asked me for my name, <br> I gave it to her then, <br> And asked of her the same. <br> When she lifted up the fall, <br> Which her face had covered over, <br> Upon my life she was my wife, <br> I was taking down to Pomona.
She said sir you know me now, <br> that we're not in the dark, <br> I said, yes love, before now, <br> But I thought I would have a lark, <br> Then for your larking you shall pay, <br> And forgetting your lovely Donah, <br> You shall have it to say, you had to pay, <br> For your wife into Pomona.