The Galway Piper

1. Ev’ry person in the nation,
Or of great or humble station,
Holds in highest estimation,
Piping Tim of Galway;
Loudly he can play or low,
He can move you fast or slow,
Touch you hearts or stir your toe,
Piping Tim of Galway.

2. When the wedding bells are ringing,
His the breath to lead the singing,
Then in jigs the folks so swinging,
What a splendid piper!
He will blow from eve till morn,
Counting sleep a thing of scorn,
Old is he, but not outworn,
Know you such a piper?

3. When he walks the highway pealing
Round his head the birds come wheeling
Tim has carols worth the stealing,
Piping Tim of Galway.
Thrush and Linnet, Finch and Lark
To each other twitter, “Hark!”
Soon they sing from light till dark,
Piping Tim of Galway.