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 e'er 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