Little Town In The Old Co.Down

Little Town In The Old Co.Down - Hugo Duncan

Sure if I had the wings of a swallow

I would travel far over the sea

And a rocky old road I would follow

To a place that is heaven to me

When the sun goes to rest

Way down in the west

Then I'll build such a nest

In the place I love best

In that dear little town

In the old County Down

It will linger way down in my heart

Though it never was grand

It is my fairy land

Just a wonderful world set apart

O my island of dreams you are

With me it seems

And I care not for fame or renown

Like the black sheep of old

I'll return to the fold

Little town in the old County Down

In the evening when shadows are falling

Round the old door without any key

There's a voice in my dreams ever calling

There are eyes ever watching for me

There is someone

I bless with true tenderness

And her lips I'll caress

When I bring happiness

In that dear little town

In the old County Down

It will linger way down in my heart

Though it never was grand

It is my fairy land

Just a wonderful world set apart

O my island of dreams you are

With me it seems

And I care not for fame or renown

Like the black sheep of old

I'll return to the fold

Little town in the old County Down

Little town in the old County Down