The Green Glens of Antrim - Carmel Quinn
Far across yonder blue lies a true fairy land
With the sea rippling over the shingle and sand
Where the gay honeysuckle is luring the bee
And the green glens of antrim are calling to me
If only you saw how the lamp of the moon
Turns a blue irish bay to a silver lagoon
You'd imagine the picture of heaven it could be
Where the green glens of antrim are calling to me
And i'd be where the people are gentle and kind
And among them there's one who's been eye in my mind
And i'd pray that the world would in peace let me be
Where the green glens of antrim are calling me
