27 Galway Girl Well, I took a stroll on the old long walk, -on a day -i-ay-i-ay I met a little girl and we stopped to talk, on a fine soft day -i-ay-i-ay And I ask you, friend, what a fella to do 'Cause her hair was black and her eyes were blue And I knew right then I'd be taking a whirl Down the Salthill Prom with a Galway girl We were halfway there when the rain came down - on a day -i-ay-i-ay And she asked me up to her flat downtown - on a fine soft day -i-ay-i-ay And I ask you, friend, what a fella to do 'Cause her hair was black and her eyes were blue So I took her hand, and I gave her a twirl, And I lost my heard to the Galway girl. But when I woke up I was all alone With a broken heart and a ticket home And I ask you friend, what would you do If her hair was black and her eyes were blue I've travelled around I've been over the world Boys I’ve seen nothing like a Galway girl