As we all sang the songs of
our favorite towns
Kerry, Cork, and sweet Donegal
In the shade of the moonlight
And under the old apple tree
As we danced in the halls from the Spring through to Fall
Merry making and having a ball
We're looking real good
As well as I think that we should
They're dancing in the streets
And they're singing Irish aires
In all the local pubs and at football rugby clubs
And all this time we will drink
Good health to our friends
Come all ye young men from the sweet Curragh Finn
Belfast, Dublin, or
any port of call
Look who just walked in the door
The one and only Christy Moore and friends
Now the night has just gone and the daybreak has come
Lay our heads down to rest for awhile
Don't forget that we're all set
To crank up that good music again
There'll be one more time if
you don't cross the line
We've all here to see the Rose of Tralee
Darling girl from Clare
And the race at the Curragh of Kildare