How Are Things in Glocca Morra?

I hear a bird
Glocca Morra bird
It well may be
He's bringin' me
A cheerin' word

I hear a breeze
A River Shannon 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 leapin' there?
Does it still run down to Donny Cove
Through Killybegs
Killkerry and Kildare?

How are things in Glocca Morra?
Is that willow tree still weepin' there?
Does that laddie with the twinklin' eye
Come whistlin' by
And does he walk away
Sad and dreamy there
Not to see me there?

So I ask each weepin' willow
And each brook along the way
And each lad that comes a-whistlin' to relay
How are things in Glocca Morra this fine day?

Ah
Ah
Ah

Does that laddie with the twinklin' eye
Come whistlin' by
And does he walk away
Sad and dreamy there
Not to see me there?

So I ask each weepin' willow
And each brook along the way
And each lad that comes a-whistlin' to relay
To relay
How are things in Glocca Morra this fine day?

I hear a bird
A Glocca Morra bird