I am going to the country
Going down that verdant lane
With nothing but a whistle in my hand
And a pocketful of rain
Can you hear that distant sound
Coming down the West Clare railway
Running with the shades of Gloria
verse 2
The wind is full of memories
That murmur and sigh
Hills lie in the foaming grass of Clare
Below the cold moon's eye
You should come and see them now
When they are on fire__
And running with the shades of Gloria
verse 3
And the waves roll at the headland
When the tide is rising there
And here there is starlight falling
Down on the hills of Clare
I knew them when I was hungry
And I knew them when I was scared
And go running with the shades of Gloria
Instrumental
verse 4
I am going to the country
Miko in his prime
Weaves a thread of melody
In his own sweet time
You can hear him sing and whistle
Anytime you care__
To go running with the shades of Gloria
Verse 5
I am going to the country
Going down that verdant lane
With nothing but a whistle in my hand
And a pocketful of rain
Can you hear that distant sound
Coming down the West Clare railway
Running with the shades of Gloria
Gloria