Oh, you may travel far from your own native home
Far away o'er the mountains far away o'er the foam
But of all the fine places that I've ever been
Oh, there's none can compare with the cliffs of Dooneen

It's a nice place to be on a fine summer's day
Watching all the wild flowers that ne'er do decay
Oh, the hare and the pheasant are plain to be seen
Making homes for their young 'round the cliffs of Dooneen

Oh, take a view o'er the mountain fine sites you'll see there
Yes, in a high rocky mountain on the west coast of Clair
Oh, the towns of Kilkee and Kilrush can be seen
From the high rocky slopes 'round the cliffs of Dooneen

So fare thee well to Dooneen, fare thee well for a while
And althoug we are parted by the raging sea wild
Once again I will wander with my Irish colleen
'Round the high rocky slopes of the cliffs of Dooneen