Bing Crosby Galway Bay Lyrics

Galway Bay Lyrics

If you ever go across the sea to Ireland,
Then maybe at the closing of your
day;
You will sit and watch the moonrise over Claddagh,
And see the sun
go down on Galway Bay,
Just to hear again the ripple of the trout
stream,
The women in the meadows making hay;
And to sit beside a turf
fire in the cabin,
And watch the barefoot gossoons at their play,
For the
breezes blowing o'er the seas from Ireland,
Are perfum'd by the heather as
they blow;
And the women in the uplands diggin' praties,
Speak a language
that the strangers do not know,
For the strangers came and tried to teach
their way,]
They scorn'd us just for being what we are;
But they might as
well go chasing after moonbeams,
Or light a penny candle from a star.
And
if there is going to be a life hereafter,
And somehow I am sure there's
going to be;
I will ask my God to let me make my heaven,
In that dear
land across the Irish sea.