Summer's Coming

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