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Walking all the day, near tall towers

Where falcons build their nests

Siver 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 fine 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 you eer 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

Walking all the day, near tall towers

Where falcons build their nests

Siver 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 fine 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 you eer 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

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