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Song for Ireland

Phil Colclough

Walking all the day
near tall towers where falcons buld theire nests
Silver winged they fly
they know the call of freedom in theire breasts
Saw blackhead against the sky
where twisted rocks they run 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 somgs to pass the night away
Watched the Galway salmon run
like silver dancing darting in the sun

Living on your western shore . . .

Drinking all the day
in old pubs where fiddlers love to play
Saw one touch the bow
he played areel which seemed so grand and gay
Stood on Dingle beach and cast
in wild foam we found Atlantic bass

Living on your western shore . . .

Dreaming in the night
I saw a land where no one has 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 blu sky

Living on your western shore . . .