I took a stroll down the old long walk On the day-I-ay-I-ay
I met a little girl and we stopped to talk On a grand top day-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 On the day-I-ay-I-ay
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