Walking all the day near tall towers where falcons build their nests   Silver winged they fly, they know the call of freedom in their breasts   Soar Black Head against the sky   Between the 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 I sang a song for Ireland