The lights are on in standun's And the spell has been broken The roadside teahouse door Is wide open A sign on the wall Says american also spoken As spring comes to spiddal
The village girls go walking By without their coats The irish gaelic college Is alive again with folk Farmers gather talking Freed from winter's yoke As spring comes to spiddal
A tourist with a telescope And a funny looking german bloke And a billy goat All invoke The summer soon to bloom
On a soft and fresh atlantic air A mist of pollen floats On galway bay I spy A gaily painted fishing boat There's a rustle around the boreens And a song on every throat As spring comes To spiddal
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