Between the rocks that run down to the sea
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
Soar Black Head against the sky
Someone touched the bow, he played a reel, it seemed so fine and gay

I stood by your Atlantic sea and sang a song for Ireland
Watched the Galway salmon run like silver dancing darting in the sun
Living on your western shore, saw summer sunsets asked for more
Living on your western shore, saw summer sunsets asked for more

I stood by your Atlantic sea and I 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
Talking all the day with true friends, who try to make you stay

Stood on Dingle beach and cast, in wild foam we found Atlantic Bass
Drinking all the day in old pubs where fiddlers love to play
Telling jokes and news, singing songs to pass the night away
I stood by your Atlantic sea and sang a song for Ireland
Living on your western shore saw summer sunsets, asked for more