Letras
I hear a bird
Londonderry bird
It well may be
He's bringing me
A cheering word
I hear a breeze
A River Shannon breeze
It well may be
It's followed me
Across the seas
Then tell me please
How are things in Glocca Morra?
Is that little brook
Still leaping there?
Does it still run down
To Donny cove
Through Killybegs
Kilkerry and Kildare?
How are things in Glocca Morra?
Is that willow tree
Still weeping there?
Does that lassie
With the twinklin' eye
Come smilin' by?
And does she walk away
Sad and dreamy there
Not to see me there?
So I ask each weepin' willow
And each brook along the way
And each lass that comes
A-sighin' to Raleigh
How are things in Glocca Morra
This fine day?
How are things in Glocca Morra
