The Shades Of Gloria Lyrics

The Shades Of Gloria lyrics

I am going to the country

Going down that verdant lane

With nothing but a whistle in my hand

And a pocket full of rain

Can you hear that distant sound

Coming down the West Clare railway

Running with the shades of Gloria



The wind is full of memories

That murmur and sigh

Hills lie in the foaming grass of Clare

Below the cold moon's eye

But you should come and see them now

When they are on fire

And running with the shades of Gloria



And the waves roll at the headland

When the tide is rising there

And here there is starlight falling

Down on the hills of Clare

I knew them when I was hungry

And I knew when I was scared

And running with the shades of Gloria



And I am going to the country

Where Miko in his prime

Weaves a thread of melody

In his own sweet time

You can hear him sing and whistle

Anytime you care

To go running with the shades of Gloria



I am going to the country

Going down that verdant lane

With nothing but a whistle in my hand

And a pocket full of rain

Can you hear that distant sound

Coming down the West Clare railway

Running with the shades of Gloria

Gloria