Lyrics:

Oh my boat can safely float in the teeth of wind and weather
And outrace the fastest hooker between Galway and Kinsale
Where the white foam of the ocean and the dark clouds roll together
There she rides, in her pride, like a seagull over the waves

Oh she's neat, oh she's sweet
She's a beauty in every line
The Queen of Connemara
She's that bounding barque of mine

When she's loaded down with fish 'til the water lips the gunwale
Not a drop she'll take on board her that would drive a fly away
Like a ship she'll sail out gladly like a greyhound from his kennel
And she'll land her silver store the first at ould Kinvara quay

Oh she's neat, oh she's sweet
She's a beauty in every line
The Queen of Connemara
She's that bounding barque of mine

Oh she's neat, oh she's sweet
She's a beauty in every line
The Queen of Connemara
She's that bounding barque of mine

There's a light shines out afar, and it keeps me from dismaying
When the sky is ink above us and the sea runs white with foam
In a cot in Connemara there's a wife and wee ones praying
To the One who walked the waters once, to send us safely home

Oh she's neat, oh she's sweet
She's a beauty in every line
The Queen of Connemara
She's that bounding barque of mine

Oh she's neat, oh she's sweet
She's a beauty in every line
The Queen of Connemara
She's that bounding barque of mine

The Queen of Connemara
She's that bounding barque of mine