Mary Black - Song for Ireland [2001] Lyrics
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Song for Ireland [2001]
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What Are The Lyrics For Song for Ireland [2001] By Mary Black?
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 |
Who Wrote Song for Ireland [2001] By Mary Black?
Phil Colclough
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What's The Duration Of The Song for Ireland [2001] By Mary Black?The duration of Song for Ireland [2001] is 5:20 minutes and seconds. |
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