John McDermott - The Cliffs of Dooneen lyrics

Oh, you may travel far from your own native home

Far away o'er the mountains far away o'er the foam

But of all the fine places that I've ever been

Oh, there's none can compare with the cliffs of Dooneen

It's a nice place to be on a fine summer's day

Watching all the wild flowers that ne'er do decay

Oh, the hare and the pheasant are plain to be seen

Making homes for their young 'round the cliffs of Dooneen

Oh, take a view o'er the mountain fine sites you'll see there

Yes, in a high rocky mountain on the west coast of Clair

Oh, the towns of Kilkee and Kilrush can be seen

From the high rocky slopes 'round the cliffs of Dooneen

So fare thee well to Dooneen, fare thee well for a while

And althoug we are parted by the raging sea wild

Once again I will wander with my Irish colleen

'Round the high rocky slopes of the cliffs of Dooneen