Lyrics:

We went out to a weekend festival on Clare Island in August 1990 and on the boat back on a perfect autumn evening the green and red of mayo was conceived with well known Galway free-spirited minstrel jarir al-majar. It became a song about a year later The Green and Red of Mayo I can see it still It's soft and craggy bogland It's tall majestic hills Where the ocean kisses Ireland And the waves carress it's shore The feeling it came over me To stay forever more Forever more From it's rolling coastal waters I can see Croagh Patrick's peak Where one Sunday every Summer The pilgrims climb the reek Where Saint Patrick in it's solitude Looked down across Clew Bay With a ringing of his bell Called the faithful there to pray There to pray Take me to Clare Island The home of Granuaile It's waters harbour fishes From the herring to the whale And now I must depart it And reality is plain May the time not pass so slowly Before I set sail again Set sail again Copyright: jarir al-majarl.morand.carton