Sencillo / Pista
Well, if I had the wings of a swallow
I'd fly right over the sea
And a rocky old road I would follow
To a land that is heaven to me
When the sun sinks to rest
Way down in the west
I'd build me a nest
In the place I love best
In that dear little town
In the old county down
It will linger way down in my heart
Though it never was grand
Still it's my fairy land
Just a wonderful world set apart
Oh, my island of dreams
You are with me it seems
And I care not for fame or renown
Like a black sheep of old
I'll go back to the fold
Little town in the old county down
Well, my island of dreams
You are with me it seems
And I care not for fame or renown
Like a black sheep of old
Well, I'll go back to the fold
Little town in the old county down