Seamus Óg - Owey Island Lyrics

Heading through the countryside
Towards the shore towards the sand
Rain is dripping through the doors
Onto my face and down onto the floor

And it'll be a nice time
It'll be the right time
It'll be a delight
A delight for you and for me

A crowd of us jump on the boat
Turn your backs to the winds a blow'n
Then you'll sail away with me
And then we'll all sail away together

A crowd of people give a hand
For when we arrive on the land
Up to the cottages we go
Stoke the fire and dry out your clothes

Howling winds and soaking dogs
Light the candles play the cards
And when i'm fed I'll hit the hay
Up to my bed and it's there I'll stay