I took a stroll on the old long walk, On a day -I-ay-I-ay, I met a little girl and we stopped to talk, On a fine day -I-ay. And I'm asking you son, what would you do, If her hair was black and her eyes were blue, And I knew right then,I'd be takin' a whir, I lost my heart to the Galway Girl.
When I woke up, I was all alone, With a broken heart and a ticket home, And I'm asking you son, what would you've done, If her hair was black and her eyes were blue. And I've been all over, spin all world, And I aint never, seen nothing, like the Galway girl. And I'll give it to you straight, like a cidre that's made...
From a hundred percent pears. (x4)
Is there any disappointment in that, Is your bread and butter salted with regret, Do you ever get the feeling you've been cheated, Well maybe, Johnny, just a bit, But the "Galway girl" by Steve Earl was my favourite song, They've sold it off to a cider ad and my memories went wrong.
And I'm asking you son, what's the artist to do, For the kind of money that aint for you, And I drop the needle, give the record a whirl, but I just cant listen to the Galway girl.
And Iggy Pop wants to be, He wants to be your dog.