The Boys of Killybegs

There are wild and rocky hills on the coast of Donegal
And her fishermen are hardy, brave and free
And the big Atlantic swell is a thing they know right well
As they fight to take a living from the sea

With the pleasant rolling sea and the herring running free
And the fleet all riding gently through the foam
When the boats are loaded down they'll be singing in the town
When the boys of Killybegs come rolling home

Now you don your rubber boots and you've got your oilskins on
And you check your gear to see that it's okay
And your jumper keeps you warm for it's cold before the dawn
Then you're ready to being another day

With the pleasant rolling sea and the herring running free
And the fleet all riding gently through the foam
When the boats are loaded down they'll be singing in the town
When the boys of Killybegs come rolling home

Now they're headed out to sea and the wind is blowing free
And they cast their nets as rain begins to fall
But the sun comes riding high and the clouds will soon go by
And today they'll maybe take a bumper haul

With the pleasant rolling sea and the herring running free
And the fleet all riding gently through the foam
When the boats are loaded down they'll be singing in the town
When the boys of Killybegs come rolling home

There is purple on the hills and there's green down by the shore
And the sun has spilled its gold upon the sea
And there's silver down below where the herring fishes go
When they catch them they'll have gold for you and me

With the pleasant rolling sea and the herring running free
And the fleet all riding gently through the foam
When the boats are loaded down they'll be singing in the town
When the boys of Killybegs come rolling home

With the pleasant rolling sea and the herring running free
And the fleet all riding gently through the foam
When the boats are loaded down they'll be singing in the town
When the boys of Killybegs come rolling home