I took a stroll down the old long walk
On a day-I-ay-I-ay
I met a little girl and we stopped to talk
On a grand soft day-I-ay-I-ay
And I ask you, friend, what's a fella to do?
'Cause her hair was black and her eyes were blue
And I knew right then I'd be takin' a whirl
Down the Salthill Prom with a Galway girl

We were halfway there when the rain came down
On the day-I-ay-I-ay
And she asked me up to her flat downtown
On a fine soft day-I-ay-I-ay
And I ask you, friend, what's a fella to do?
If her hair was black and her eyes were blue
So I took her hand and I gave her a twirl
And I lost my heart to a Galway girl

So when I woke up I was all alone
With a broken heart and a ticket home
And I ask you, friend
(And I ask you, friend)
What's a fella to do?
(What's a fella to do?)
If her hair was black and her eyes were blue
See, I've traveled around
(See, I've traveled around)
I've been all over the world
(Been all over the world)
I've never seen nothin' like a Galway girl

And I ask you, friend
(And I ask you, friend)
What's a fella to do?
(What's a fella to do?)
If her hair was black and her eyes were blue
See, I've traveled around
(See, I've traveled around)
I've been all over the world
(Been all over the world)
I've never seen nothin' like a Galway girl

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Writer(s): Steve Earle