The bright sun a-shining and blue skies a-pining
For the want of some clouds or some ornamentation
The heathers a-blazing and cows are a-grazing
As I sit on the hill overlooking the bay.
They're out on the ocean the ships are in motion
From Killybegs Harbour right down to Kinsale;
Down in the harbour the crowds they have gathered
To watch the winds blowing the ships in full sail.
Some then sail for pleasure and others for treasure
And some do the wishin' and some are there fishin';
But what e'er you're making you'll need no awaking
To the dangers involved for the ships on the sea.
They're out on the ocean the ships are in motion
From Killybegs Harbour right down to Kinsale;
Down in the harbour the crowds they have gathered
To watch the winds blowing the ships in full sail.
The seagulls are squawking they seem to be talking
Of this grandrous sight which seems oh so leisurely;
In summer it's pleasing but in winter it's teasing
And storms will be blowing the ships in the sea.
They're out on the ocean the ships are in motion
From Killybegs Harbour right down to Kinsale
Down in the harbour the crowds they have gathered
To watch the winds blowing the ships in full sail.
They're out on the ocean the ships are in motion
From Killybegs Harbour right down to Kinsale;
Down in the harbour the crowds they have gathered
To watch the winds blowing the ships in full sail.