Walking all the day 

Near tall towers where falcons build their nests 

Silver winged they fly 

They know the call for 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 that seems so fine and gay 

I 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 air-blue sky 



Living on your western shore 

Saw summer sunsets, asked for more 

I stood by your Atlantic Sea 



And I sang a song for Ireland