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?
Because 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
We were halfway there when the rain came down
Of a day-i-ay-i-ay
She asked me up to her flat downtown
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 give her a twirl
And I lost my heart to a Galway girl
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?
If her hair was black and her eyes were blue
'Cause I’ve traveled around, I’ve been all over this world
Boys, I ain’t never seen nothing like a Galway girl