Walking all the day

near tall towers

where falcons

build their nests

Silver winged they fly

they know the call of

freedom in their breasts

Saw black head

against the sky...

with twisted Rocks

that run down to the sea

Living on your western shore

saw summer sunsets

asked for more

I 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

singing songs

to pass the night away

Watched the

Galway salmon run...

like silver dancing

darting in the sun

Living on your western shore

saw summer sunsets

asked for more

I stood by your atlantic sea

and sang a song for Ireland

Drinking all the day

in old pubs where

fiddlers love to play

Someone touched the bow

he played a reel

it seemed so grand and gay

Stood on dingle beach

and cast...

in wild foam

we found atlantic bass

Living on your western shore

saw summer sunsets

asked for more

I stood by your atlantic sea

and sang a song for Ireland

Dreaming in the night

I saw a land

where no man had to fight

Waking in your dawn

I saw you crying

in the morning light

Lying where the falcons fly...

they twist and turn

all in your e'er blue sky

Living on your western shore

saw summer sunsets

asked for more

I stood by your atlantic sea

and sang a song for Ireland