Walking all the days
By tall towers where falcons build their nests
Silver-winged they fly
They know the call of freedom in their b******
Saw Black Head against the sky
Where twisted rocks that run down to the sea
Living on your western shore
Saw summer sunsets, asked for more
Stood by your Atlantic Sea
And sang a song for Ireland
Talking all the day
With true friends who try to make you stay
Telling jokes and news
And singing songs to pass the time away
Watched the Galway salmon run
Like silver, darting, dancing in the sun
Drinking all the days
In old pubs where fiddlers love to play
Someone touched the bow
He played a reel which seemed so grand and gay.
Stood on Dingle's beach and cast,
In wild foam we found Atlantic Bass
Dreaming in the night
I saw a land where no one had to fight
But walking in your dawn
I saw you crying in the morning light
Lying where the falcons fly
They twist and turn all in your air-blue sky
By tall towers where falcons build their nests
Silver-winged they fly
They know the call of freedom in their b******
Saw Black Head against the sky
Where twisted rocks that run down to the sea
Living on your western shore
Saw summer sunsets, asked for more
Stood by your Atlantic Sea
And sang a song for Ireland
Talking all the day
With true friends who try to make you stay
Telling jokes and news
And singing songs to pass the time away
Watched the Galway salmon run
Like silver, darting, dancing in the sun
Drinking all the days
In old pubs where fiddlers love to play
Someone touched the bow
He played a reel which seemed so grand and gay.
Stood on Dingle's beach and cast,
In wild foam we found Atlantic Bass
Dreaming in the night
I saw a land where no one had to fight
But walking in your dawn
I saw you crying in the morning light
Lying where the falcons fly
They twist and turn all in your air-blue sky