I hear a bird, London derry Bird
It well maybe he's bring ing me a cheering word
I hear a breeze, a River Shanon breeze
It well maybe it's follow ed 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 Killy begs, Kil Kerry and Kildare
How are things in Glocca Mora
Is that wil low tree still weeping there
Does that lassie with the twinklin' eye
Come smilin'