Best seen with Galway Bay If you ever go across the sea to Ireland, Then maybe at the closing of your day, You will sit and watch the moon rise over Claddagh, And see the sun go down on Galway Bay. Just to hear again the ripple of the trout stream, The women in the meadow making hay. Just to sit beside a turf fire in the cabin, And to watch the barefoot gosoons at their play. For the breezes blowin' o'er the sea from Ireland Are perfumed by the heather as they blow And the women in the uplands diggin' praties Speak a language that the strangers do not know. Yet the stangers came and tried to teach us their way. They scorned us just for bein' what we are. But they might as well go chasing after moonbeams, Or light a penny candle from a star. And if there's is going to be a life hereafter, And somehow I am sure there's going to be, I will ask my God to let me make my heaven, In that dear land across the Irish sea. Saint Patrick Soldier's Song Irish Blessings Irish Jokes Danny Boy Irish Lullaby Galway Bay Galway Bay - Parody You Know You Are Irish Clancy Lowered the Boom Rose of Tralee H-A-R-R-I-G-A-N Little Bit of Heaven Wearing of the Green Kerry Dancer Come Back Paddy Reilly More Irish Jokes Coming Soon When Irish Eyes are Smiling I'll Take You Home Again, Kathleen Coming Soon
Galway Bay If you ever go across the sea to Ireland, Then maybe at the closing of your day, You will sit and watch the moon rise over Claddagh, And see the sun go down on Galway Bay. Just to hear again the ripple of the trout stream, The women in the meadow making hay. Just to sit beside a turf fire in the cabin, And to watch the barefoot gosoons at their play. For the breezes blowin' o'er the sea from Ireland Are perfumed by the heather as they blow And the women in the uplands diggin' praties Speak a language that the strangers do not know. Yet the stangers came and tried to teach us their way. They scorned us just for bein' what we are. But they might as well go chasing after moonbeams, Or light a penny candle from a star. And if there's is going to be a life hereafter, And somehow I am sure there's going to be, I will ask my God to let me make my heaven, In that dear land across the Irish sea. Saint Patrick Soldier's Song Irish Blessings Irish Jokes Danny Boy Irish Lullaby Galway Bay Galway Bay - Parody You Know You Are Irish Clancy Lowered the Boom Rose of Tralee H-A-R-R-I-G-A-N Little Bit of Heaven Wearing of the Green Kerry Dancer Come Back Paddy Reilly More Irish Jokes Coming Soon When Irish Eyes are Smiling I'll Take You Home Again, Kathleen Coming Soon
If you ever go across the sea to Ireland, Then maybe at the closing of your day, You will sit and watch the moon rise over Claddagh, And see the sun go down on Galway Bay. Just to hear again the ripple of the trout stream, The women in the meadow making hay. Just to sit beside a turf fire in the cabin, And to watch the barefoot gosoons at their play. For the breezes blowin' o'er the sea from Ireland Are perfumed by the heather as they blow And the women in the uplands diggin' praties Speak a language that the strangers do not know. Yet the stangers came and tried to teach us their way. They scorned us just for bein' what we are. But they might as well go chasing after moonbeams, Or light a penny candle from a star. And if there's is going to be a life hereafter, And somehow I am sure there's going to be, I will ask my God to let me make my heaven, In that dear land across the Irish sea. Saint Patrick Soldier's Song Irish Blessings Irish Jokes Danny Boy Irish Lullaby Galway Bay Galway Bay - Parody You Know You Are Irish Clancy Lowered the Boom Rose of Tralee H-A-R-R-I-G-A-N Little Bit of Heaven Wearing of the Green Kerry Dancer Come Back Paddy Reilly More Irish Jokes Coming Soon When Irish Eyes are Smiling I'll Take You Home Again, Kathleen Coming Soon
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