How Are Things In Glocca Morra

How Are Things In Glocca Morra - Jerry Vale

Written by：E.Y. "Yip" Harburg/Burton Lane

I hear a bird

Londonderry bird

It well may be

He's bringing me a cheering word

I hear a breeze

A river shanon breeze

It well may be

It's followed me across the seas

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 lassie with the twinkling eye

Come smiling by

And does she 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 lass that comes a sighing tooralay

How are things in Glocca Morra this fine day

So I ask each weeping willow

And each brook along the way

And each lass that comes a sighing tooralay

How are things in Glocca Morra this fine day