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 hair 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
Drinking all the day
In old pubs where fiddlers loved 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
Talking all the day
With true friends who try to make you stay
Telling jokes and news
Singing songs to pass the time 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
Dreaming in the night
I saw a land where no man had to fight
Breaking in your dawn
I saw you crying in the morning light
Sleeping where the falcons fly
They twist and turn all in you 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
And sang a song for Ireland