CHORUS
Michael Donoghue, I really do love you;
Although you’re in the Duffery to you I will be true.
And Michael Donoghue I’ll Tell you what I’ll do:
Just stop pretending you’re a guard and I will marry you.
You’ve heard of the Garden of Ireland and the Rose of Mooncoin so fair,
The Killeshin hills are beautiful still and the wonderful Plains of Kildare.
But somewhere between there’s a treasure unseen, it’s a place that I think you should…
By the setting of the sun as my daily work was done and I wandered my way down the shore
As I went on alone I sat down upon a stone for to gaze on the work of the Lord.
I have travelled all around through city, state and town but no landscape can…
Oh, to write a song like any man, that’s what I wish to do,
And to sing about the place I love in words both fine and true,
And let the one who has never seen the beauty of my home
Imagine in his nightly dream the place where I come from.