Reckless Kelly - Seven Nights In Eire Lyrics
The first pub we could stagger to was twelve steps from the planeA Virgin flight to Shannontown the day it didn?t rainThe laughing eyes of Ireland sparkling blue and greenWith hair as black as Guinness stout and barely seventeenWe?re back out on the cobblestonesWhiskey drunk and high againLiquored up and gearing up for seven nights in IrelandThe corner booth is waiting for the session to beginIt?s quiet as a mother?s prayer ?till we all stumble inAnd it?s fifty happy voices mixed with whistles made of tinAnd a piper man is blowing like the North Atlantic windAnd an Aran island beauty is sawing on the violinI wonder will she miss me after seven nights in IrelandIt?s Ladies? Day in Galway and we watched the ponies runFifty pounds against the odds and came in six to oneMcSwiggin heard the race report, he invited us on inSo we drank Catholic whiskey with all our newfound friendsThey raised a glass to all of us and we all toasted themHere?s to Michael, Tom and Pat and seven nights in IrelandWell we kissed all the girls goodbye and gathered in our gearAnd when she walked me to the gate I swear I saw a tearBut then she looked into my eyes I knew she felt my painAnd only then I realized we were standing in the rainSo save our places at the pub and when the eyes are dry againWe?ll come back another day for seven nights in Ireland
