The Wild Atlantic Way

I’ll walk the cliffs by the breaking of the day
Hear the seabirds calling through the waves
I will turn my face against the wind
And see my old friend once again

By the wild by the wild by the wild by the wild
By the wild Atlantic way

A pint at Nolan’s with the girls and with the boys
While the fire sings a joyful noise
Stroll slowly down the narrow lane
Soaking in the gentle West Cork rain

By the wild by the wild by the wild by the wild
By the wild Atlantic way

You won’t forget the blue against the green
It’s the finest site my eyes have ever seen
The tales and tunes will all remain
Like the sun that’s sinking in the bay

By the wild by the wild by the wild by the wild
By the wild Atlantic way
By the wild by the wild by the wild by the wild
By the wild Atlantic way
By the wild by the wild by the wild by the wild
By the wild Atlantic way