How Are Things in Glocca Morra-Heather On the Hill
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I hear a bird
Londonderry bird
It well may be he's bringing me a cheering word
I hear a breeze
A river Shannon breeze
It well may be its followed me across the sea
Then tell me please
How are things in Glocca Morra?
Is that little brook still leaping there?
Does it still run down to donny cove
Through Kenny banks, Kilcarrey and Kildare?
How are things in Glocca Morra?
Is that willow tree still weeping there?
Does that laddy with the twinklin' eye
Come whistling by?
And does he walk away, sad and dreamy there
Not to see me there?
So I ask each weeping willow
And each brook along the way
And each lad that comes a-whistling
To relay
How are things in Glocca Morra
This fine day?
The mist of May is in the gloamin'
And all the clouds are holdin' still
So take my hand and let's go roamin'
Through the heather on the hill
The mornin' dew is blinking yonder
There's lazy music in the rear
And all I want to do is wander
Through the heather on the hill
There may be other days as rich and rare
There may be other springs as full and fare
But they won't be the same
They'll come and go
But this I must know
How are things in Glocca Morra?
Is that laddy calling to relay?
Will we meet in Glocca Morra
Some fine day?
Some fine day
Londonderry bird
It well may be he's bringing me a cheering word
I hear a breeze
A river Shannon breeze
It well may be its followed me across the sea
Then tell me please
How are things in Glocca Morra?
Is that little brook still leaping there?
Does it still run down to donny cove
Through Kenny banks, Kilcarrey and Kildare?
How are things in Glocca Morra?
Is that willow tree still weeping there?
Does that laddy with the twinklin' eye
Come whistling by?
And does he walk away, sad and dreamy there
Not to see me there?
So I ask each weeping willow
And each brook along the way
And each lad that comes a-whistling
To relay
How are things in Glocca Morra
This fine day?
The mist of May is in the gloamin'
And all the clouds are holdin' still
So take my hand and let's go roamin'
Through the heather on the hill
The mornin' dew is blinking yonder
There's lazy music in the rear
And all I want to do is wander
Through the heather on the hill
There may be other days as rich and rare
There may be other springs as full and fare
But they won't be the same
They'll come and go
But this I must know
How are things in Glocca Morra?
Is that laddy calling to relay?
Will we meet in Glocca Morra
Some fine day?
Some fine day
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:03.96] I hear a bird
[00:08.65] Londonderry bird
[00:12.84] It well may be he's bringing me a cheering word
[00:19.51] I hear a breeze
[00:23.86] A river Shannon breeze
[00:28.71] It well may be its followed me across the sea
[00:36.87] Then tell me please
[00:44.83] How are things in Glocca Morra?
[00:52.78] Is that little brook still leaping there?
[00:58.51] Does it still run down to donny cove
[01:02.64] Through Kenny banks, Kilcarrey and Kildare?
[01:10.22] How are things in Glocca Morra?
[01:16.61] Is that willow tree still weeping there?
[01:21.87] Does that laddy with the twinklin' eye
[01:25.46] Come whistling by?
[01:28.55] And does he walk away, sad and dreamy there
[01:33.81] Not to see me there?
[01:39.57] So I ask each weeping willow
[01:44.62] And each brook along the way
[01:49.99] And each lad that comes a-whistling
[01:55.43] To relay
[02:01.72] How are things in Glocca Morra
[02:09.18] This fine day?
[02:17.39] The mist of May is in the gloamin'
[02:24.41] And all the clouds are holdin' still
[02:31.12] So take my hand and let's go roamin'
[02:36.42] Through the heather on the hill
[02:44.72] The mornin' dew is blinking yonder
[02:50.30] There's lazy music in the rear
[02:56.29] And all I want to do is wander
[03:00.96] Through the heather on the hill
[03:07.86] There may be other days as rich and rare
[03:14.14] There may be other springs as full and fare
[03:21.11] But they won't be the same
[03:24.27] They'll come and go
[03:27.91] But this I must know
[03:36.12] How are things in Glocca Morra?
[03:43.24] Is that laddy calling to relay?
[03:50.74] Will we meet in Glocca Morra
[03:58.51] Some fine day?
[04:05.65] Some fine day
[04:19.39]
[00:08.65] Londonderry bird
[00:12.84] It well may be he's bringing me a cheering word
[00:19.51] I hear a breeze
[00:23.86] A river Shannon breeze
[00:28.71] It well may be its followed me across the sea
[00:36.87] Then tell me please
[00:44.83] How are things in Glocca Morra?
[00:52.78] Is that little brook still leaping there?
[00:58.51] Does it still run down to donny cove
[01:02.64] Through Kenny banks, Kilcarrey and Kildare?
[01:10.22] How are things in Glocca Morra?
[01:16.61] Is that willow tree still weeping there?
[01:21.87] Does that laddy with the twinklin' eye
[01:25.46] Come whistling by?
[01:28.55] And does he walk away, sad and dreamy there
[01:33.81] Not to see me there?
[01:39.57] So I ask each weeping willow
[01:44.62] And each brook along the way
[01:49.99] And each lad that comes a-whistling
[01:55.43] To relay
[02:01.72] How are things in Glocca Morra
[02:09.18] This fine day?
[02:17.39] The mist of May is in the gloamin'
[02:24.41] And all the clouds are holdin' still
[02:31.12] So take my hand and let's go roamin'
[02:36.42] Through the heather on the hill
[02:44.72] The mornin' dew is blinking yonder
[02:50.30] There's lazy music in the rear
[02:56.29] And all I want to do is wander
[03:00.96] Through the heather on the hill
[03:07.86] There may be other days as rich and rare
[03:14.14] There may be other springs as full and fare
[03:21.11] But they won't be the same
[03:24.27] They'll come and go
[03:27.91] But this I must know
[03:36.12] How are things in Glocca Morra?
[03:43.24] Is that laddy calling to relay?
[03:50.74] Will we meet in Glocca Morra
[03:58.51] Some fine day?
[04:05.65] Some fine day
[04:19.39]