Dingle

Behind the Kerry Mountains In a bay down by the shore Lies the lovely town of Dingle Where the albatrosses soar When you see it in the morning All the sailors sober up They treat their ships like lovers And then go back to the pub On every street and corner You can hear the fiddlers play At night they play for Guinness Run a hardware shop by day And right across the main road In a dark and crowded bar Meabh sings and plays accordion And Matt slams his guitar Oh Dingle, lovely Dingle Town There’s no place that I’d rather be Oh Dingle, lovely Dingle Town You’ve been so good to me And when you take a boat trip To the islands far away You get to meet the dolphin That lives in Dingle Bay The colourful bright houses On the street down by the port Their water tastes like whiskey And their ice cream tastes like salt Oh Dingle, lovely Dingle Town There’s no place that I’d rather be Oh Dingle, lovely Dingle Town You’ve been so good to me And when my days are over And all my songs are sung I want to stay forever Underneath the Irish sun Please scatter my ashes At the lighthouse by the sea ‘Cause Dingle Town so lovely Is where I want to be Oh Dingle, lovely Dingle Town There’s no place that I’d rather be Oh Dingle, lovely Dingle Town You’ve been so good to me Oh Dingle, lovely Dingle Town There’s no place that I’d rather be Oh Dingle, lovely Dingle Town You’ve been so good to me