The Corries - Quiet Lands of Erin lyrics

By myself I'd be in Árdaí Chuain Where the mountains stand away Oh 'tis there I'd let the Sundays go In the Cuckoo's Lair abower the bay Agus och, och Éire 'lig is ó Éire londubh is ó And the Quiet Land o' Erin Oh my heart is weary all alone And it sends a lonely cry To the land that sings beyond my dreams And the lonely Sundays pa** me by Agus och, och Éire 'lig is ó Éire londubh is ó And the Quiet Land o' Erin Oh I'd ravel back the twisted years In the bitter wasted wind If the God above would let me lie In the quiet glades abower the whin Agus och, och Éire 'lig is ó Éire londubh is ó And the Quiet Land o' Erin