SONG FOR IRELAND  
 Performed by:Mary Black on Putumayo presents "Women of the Celtic World"
 Transcribed by: Dirk Cushenbery (dirkcush@pdq.net)
 
 Verse 1:
 Walking all the day
 Near tall towers where falcons build their nests
 Silver-winged they fly
 They know the call of  freedom in their [bad word] Saw Black Head against the sky
 Where twisted rocks [bad word] down to the sea
 
 [bad word] 
 Living on your western shore
 Saw summer sunsets, asked for more
 I stood by your Atlantic Sea
 And sang a song for Ireland
 
 Verse 2:Talking all the day
 With [bad word] friends who try to make you stay
 Telling jokes and news
 Singing songs to pass the time away
 Watched the Galway [bad word]  Like silver dancing, darting in the sun
 
 
 [bad word]  
 
 Verse 3:Drinking all the day
 In old pubs where fiddlers love to play
 Saw one touch the bow
 He played a reel which seemed so grand and [bad word]  Stood on Dingle Beach and cast
 In wild foam we found Atlantic bass
 
 
 [bad word]  
 Verse 4:
 Dreaming in the night
 I saw a land where no one had to fight
 Waking in your dawn
 I saw you crying in the morning light
 Sleeping where the falcons fly
 They twist and turn all in your air-blue sky
 
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