Lyrics:
her by the hand
Said, "Baby, I just wanna dance"
With my pretty little Galway girl
You're my pretty little Galway girl
You know she beat me
just want to dance"
"I just want to dance"
"I just want to dance"
"I just want to dance"
"I just want to dance"
With my pretty little Galway Girl
a mouth as big as galway bay
See her drinkin' 16 pints of Pat's blue ribbon
And then she can walk home without a sway
If the sea were beer instead
The boys of the NYPD choir
Were singing Galway Bay
cnd the bells were ringing out
For Christmas day
scumbag, you maggot
You cheap lousy blaggard
Happy Christmas, you mug
I pray God it's our last
The boys of the NYPD choir
Still singing "Galway Bay"
Pretty Galway you've seen my toughest times
And you've been good to me
Pretty Galway you've heard me sing my blues away
Oh Pretty Galway
Pretty
cigaretta smart afro pop artist
a mouth as big as galway bay
See her drinkin' 16 pints of Pat's blue ribbon
And then she can walk home without a sway
If the sea were beer instead
maggot
You cheap lousy faggot
Happy Christmas your arse
I pray God it's our last
The boys of the NYPD choir
Still singing Galway Bay
And the bells
maggot
You cheap lousy faggot
Happy Christmas your arse
I pray God it's our last
The boys of the NYPD choir
Still singing Galway Bay
And the bells
歌えオンヘヤ
俺らが来たら世界のどこでも
Stadium party ay
K-pop idol からまた生まれ変わる artist ay
生まれ変わる artist ay 生まれ変わる artist ay
アイドルでも artist もどうだっていい yeah
芸術の枠 超え止まらない eh
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
go down on Galway Bay
For the breezes blowing o'er the sea to Ireland
Are perfumed by the heather as they blow
And the women in the uplands
down on Galway Bay
Just to hear again the ripple of the trout stream
The women in the meadows making hay
And to sit beside a turn fire in the cabin
her by the hand
Said, "Baby, I just want to dance"
With my pretty little Galway Girl
You're my pretty little Galway Girl
You know she beat me
Tennessee
To be with her sweetheart,
Oh she left everything
From Galway to Graceland to be with the king
She was humming Suspicion,
That's the song
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
the cabin
And see the sun go down on Galway Bay
For the breezes blowing over the seas from Ireland
Are perfumed by the heather as they blow
On Galway's shore, where the waves do dance,
Sailors share tales, of luck and chance.
Seagulls' cries, wind in the sails,
It's on Galway's port our
the cabin
And see the sun go down on Galway Bay
For the breezes blowing over the seas from Ireland
Are perfumed by the heather as they blow
Ah, let grasses grow and waters flow in a free and easy way
But give me enough of the rare old stuff that's made near Galway Bay
Come gangers all
on a ladder and brush
The artist with the easel
The fiddler always snaps the string and
Pop! Goes the weasel
Pop! Goes the weasel
Pop! Goes the weasel
Look how the light of the town
The lights of the town are shining now
Tonight I'll be dancing around
I'm off on the road to Galway now
Look how
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