Galway Shawl

Galway Shawl - Connie Foley

Near Oranmore in the County Galway

One pleasant evening in the month of May

I met a corlin

So fear and pretty

She nearly took my breath away

She wore no jewels

Or costly diamonds

No paint or powder

No none at all

She wore a bigsome bonnet

With roses on it

And around her shoulder's a Galway Shawl

While we were walking

We kept on talking

And then her cottage came into view

She said come in

And meet my father

And lift his heart with a tune our tune

He sat me down

Beside the fire

For an inster father

He would six feet tall

And soon her mother

Had the kettle singing

But I kept my mind

On that Galway Shawl

I played the black bird

The Stack of Barley

The old black road

And the Foggy Dew

She sang each note

Like an Irish linnet

With the smile of it

Ring in her eyes of blue

Early next morning

As I was starting

To take the road

To old Donegal

My heart was breaking

At the thought of parting

So I stayed with Eilleen

And the Galway Shawl