Thanks to the Irish

On Day one of our journey, we cross the Irish Sea
a hotel at the habour, the first place we've got to be
with a look out to the old head, we played johnny at the shore
and in Dingle at "An Chonair's", takin' back the land once more

In the morning a full breakfast, noon till dawn the irish sun
on the left always the seaside, hears of And'ril on the run
In the ev'ning a grilled surloin, grab a can of tastefull black
take a look out on the ocean, were the sun burns a ships deck

You warmed our hearts with your smile, we felt welcome in your land
You made us home for a while, made it easy for our band
There is just one thing for sure one day we will be back
to the beauty of the forty shades and the taste of irish black

Standing there up on green mountains, feeling like this must be fake
breathing in the magic moments, at the mystic Barley Lake
Climb the steps up to the monks and birds, little skellig in the mist
Throw the balls down at the blasket's sand, Mr. Rhythm raise his fist

You warmed our hearts with your smile, we felt welcome in your land
You made us home for a while, made it easy for our band
There is just one thing for sure one day we will be back
to the beauty of the forty shades and the taste of irish black

So we say thanks to the irish and to our promised land
You warmed our hearts with your smile, we felt welcome in your land
There is just one thing for sure one day we will be back
to the beauty of the forty shades and the taste of irish black


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