There's a light in the window of Flanagan's bar; it's a quarter to two in the morning
There'll be singing and dancing and all kinds of noise; I wish I could be there now
Old Danny will try for The Coolin again, and he'll hope that the drink won't confound him
But he'll straighten his back, and he'll rosin the bow; I swear I can hear him now
I don't know what's in store for me
In a strange country across the sea
Is it cold at night? Do the stars shine bright?
Are the same stars shining on you tonight?
And I'll hold on to the memory
Of a fond kiss on a crowded quay
There were grown men crying for all to see
My poor heart's breaking inside of me
If I close my eyes now I can hear the sun rise, and the mist in the valley below me
And I don't have to be there to hear the cock crow; I swear, I can hear him now
Will you walk in the meadow, as oft times you do, in the earliest part of the morning?
Will your footsteps appear in the sweet foggy dew? I wish I could be there now
There's not much to do, and there's not much to tell, I'm a thousand miles out on the ocean
The daily grind over, I go to my slumber, and fall to my foolish dreams
Are you standing alone at the harbour wall, are you watching an empty horizon?
There's nothing between us but blue sky and sea. I wish I could be there now