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How Are Things in Glocca Morra |
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Dick Haymes |
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(words by E.Y. Harburg; music by Burton Lane) |
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- From "Finian's Rainbow" |
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I hear a bird, Londonderry bird |
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It well may be he's bringing me a cheering word |
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I hear a breeze, a River Shanon breeze |
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It well may be it's followed me across the seas |
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Then tell me please: |
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How are things in Glocca Morra? |
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Is that little brook still leaping there? |
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Does it still run down to Donny cove? |
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Through Killybegs, Kilkerry and Kildare? |
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How are things in Glocca Mora? |
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Is that willow tree still weeping there? |
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Does that lassie with the twinklin' eye |
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Come smilin' by and does she walk away |
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Sad and dreamy there not to see me there? |
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So I ask each weepin' willow and each brook along the way |
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And each lass that comes a-sighin" Too ra lay |
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How are things in Glocca Morra this fine day? |
