I took a stroll down the old long walk
Of a day, I-ay-I-ay
I met a little girl and we stopped to talk
Of a grand soft day I-ay-I-ay
And I ask you, friend, what's a fella to do?
'Cause her hair was black and her eyes were blue
And I knew right then I'd be takin' a whirl
Down the Salthill Prom with a Galway girl
We were halfway there when the rain came down
Of a day, I-ay-I-ay
And she asked me up to her flat downtown
On a fine soft day, I-ay-I-ay
And I ask you, friend, what's a fella to do?
If her hair was black and her eyes were blue
So I took her hand and I gave her a twirl
And I lost my heart to a Galway girl
So when I woke up I was all alone
With a broken heart and a ticket home
And I ask you, friend, what's a fella to do?
If her hair was black and her eyes were blue
See I've traveled around, I've been all over the world
I ain't never seen nothin' like a Galway girl
And I ask you, friend, what's a fella to do?
If her hair was black and her eyes were blue
See I've traveled around, been all over the world
Boy, I ain't never seen nothin' like a Galway girl

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