An Domhan cláir

     The whole world around

I heard my neighbour’s rooster crow
early yesterday.
I heard his axe from in the woods
and now I’m on my way.
Some prefer the bright city lights.
Some men want the town.
But, me, I’m going to some lonely place
And I’m never coming back.

With my fiddle and my bow by the bright fireside,
You can hear that lonesome sound.
Oh, I’ll say good-bye to my dreary life
And walk the whole world around.

The fox it is a shy animal,
The eagle nests far away;
A thousand miles from the last house
is where I’ll build my home.
I saw the traffic of the big city,
I heard the awful noise,
I’m heading off towards the brown mountains
And it’s there I’ll settle down.

With my fiddle and my bow by the bright fireside,
You can hear that lonesome sound.
Oh, I’ll say good-bye to my boring life
And walk the whole world around.

 

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