well i took a stroll on the old long walk of the day-i-ay-i-ay
met a little girl and we stopped to talk on a fine soft day-i-ay-i-ay
and i ask you friend
whats a fella to do
cause her hair was black and her eyes were blue
and i knew that day
id be taking a whirl
down the salthill prom with my galway girl
and how we sailed into sydney harbour
i saw an old friend but i couldnt kiss her
she was lined and i was home to the lucky land
and she was like so many more from that time on......