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Bonfires
Once again their gathering to celebrate the
bonfires of the night
Come far and near for to hear the sweet sweet
sound of the Uilleann pipes
Poets and writers of great songs, Celtic music
all night long
It's what we call the fest in May, I'm over  here
myself from the U.S.A.

Again I'll be meeting all the people that one time
I used to know
One by one they're growing old, seems to me that
my life's put on hold
It's nice to have their company, it brings back all
my memories
I believe my destiny's to be here one more year
for to see
The bonfires lighting up the skies
Here in the West, no one can rest
We're having a ball, there's music for all
You son of a gun, drink up and have fun
We'll be here till dawn
On my way to Galway Bay to listen to the
ocean's wild and free
There's fishermen from Crossmaglen casting
out their nets into the sea
Sometimes I think it's time to stay, I've been
away too long they say
But I'll be back again some day, to hear the
music and once more to see