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