Lyrics:

(E.y. 'yip' Harburgburton Lane)

i Hear A Bird, A 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 It's 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 Killybegs, Kilkerry 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
tooralay
how Are Things In Glocca Morra This Fine Day