Leaving a home to find another
Where the wind's going to blow us, we never bother
Constantly hitching to get a ride
Not getting picked up will not pique our pride
Steaming up quickly the old rainy hill
Climbing the Conor Pass due to our will
Finally reaching that windy old gap
We are so happy, we's me and my chap
Oh Ireland, you green grassy queen
Your cliffs, your whiskey, your stout
I will never ever forget you
So pretty, so pure and so proud
Enjoying the view over long sandy beaches
Proving it's life and not teachers that teach us
Later we're lucky Australians are good
They gave us a ride into a seal's neighbourhood
Straight away we walk into a pub
That's so much nicer than a disco or a club
We're having a tea and a big pint of Guinness
We're feeling grand we are feeling like winners
Oh Ireland, you green grassy queen
Your cliffs, your whiskey, your stout
I will never ever forget you
So pretty, so pure and so proud
Our new home's a beach that is owned by a seal
The sun takes the sky back for a minute we heal
The clouds are so sad, they again start to cry
Now it's raining again and we say goodbye
Oh Ireland, you green grassy queen
Your cliffs, your whiskey, your stout
I will never ever forget you
So pretty, so pure and so proud