The Galway Girl

Well, I took a stroll on the old long walk

Of a day-i-ay-i-ay

I met a little girl and we stopped to talk

Of a fine soft day-i-ay

And I ask you, friend, what's a fella to do?

'Cause her hair was black and her eyes were blue

And I knew right then I'd be taking a whirl

Around the Salthill Prom with a Galway girl

Ho!

We were halfway there when the rain came down

Of a day-i-ay-i-ay

She asked me up to her flat down town

Of a fine soft day-i-ay

And I ask you, friend, what's a fella to do?

Because her hair was black and her eyes were blue

I took her hand and I gave her a twirl

Ah, and I lost my heart to a Galway girl

Ho!

Ho!

When I woke up I was all alone

With a broken heart and a ticket home

And I ask you now, tell me what would you do?

Ha! If her hair is black and her eyes are blue

'Cause I've traveled around, I've been all over this world

Boys, I ain't never seen nothing like a Galway girl

Hey!

Hey!