buachaill on eirne me's bhreagfainn fein cailin deas og
ne iarfainn bo spre leithe ta me saibhir go leor 's liom
corcaigh a mheid e
dha thaobh a ghleanna's tir eoghain
's mur n-athrai me beasai 's me n' t-oibhr ar chontae
mhaigh eo
i am a boy from ireland and i'd coax a nice young girl
i wouldn't ask for a dowry with her
i'm rich enough myself
i own cork
big as it is both sides of the glen and tyrone
and if i don't change my ways i'll be the heir for county mayo.)
come by the hills to the land where fancy is free. and stand where the peaks meet the sky and the loughs meet the sea
where the rivers run clear and the bracken is gold in the sun;
and the cares of tomorrow can wait till this day is done. come by the hills to the land where life is a song. and stand where the birds fill the air with their joy all day long
where the trees sway in time and even the wind sings in tune;
and
the cares of tomorrow can wait till this day is done. come by the hills to the land where legend remains. the stories of old
fill the heart and may yet come again
where the past has been lost and the future is still to be won;
and
the cares of tomorrow can wait till this day is done. and
the cares of tomorrow can wait till this day is done.