Donegal

Cross the Foyle to the Northern South You and I will meet at the Mountain, Errigal In Donegal Tir Chonaill

Valleys sing down with howling gales A Poison Glen where flowers bloom and praise the summer The Summer

So I’ll take the time to soak in the feeling of the sun on my face It isn’t going to waste For I am only I am only off the fence

Am I going to be a witness to see the Earls fly All just wanting to go?

How many times will this pass me by? Because I’m not going to be around

Found a love thought that it was sweet A Murder Hole down by Downings Beach Guess I got addicted to the smoke in time My god, It kills me now Well you’re gonna cry but you can’t deny that I’m not going to be around

You want to go?

You want to be?

See everything with me You want to live?

You got to breath Be everything to me You got to know You got to be and see everything ‘Cause I believe in honesty Here you get the best of me

I believe in honesty Here you get the best of me