Intro 
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I hear a bird, London-derry bird. 
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It well may be he's bringing me a cheering word. 
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I hear a breeze, a River Shannon breeze. 
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It may well be it's followed me across the seas. 
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Then tell me please... 
Verse 
(in 3/4) 
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How are things in Glocca Morra? 
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Is that little brook still leaping there? 
Does it still run down through Donny Cove? 
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Through Killybegs? Killkerry and Kildare? 
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How are things in Glocca Morra? 
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Is that willow tree still weeping there? 
Does that lassie with the twinkling eye come smiling by 
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and does she walk away sad and dreamy there not to see me there. 
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So I ask each weeping willow and each brook along the way, 
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And each lass that comes a-whistling to relay, 
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How are things in Glocca Morra this fine day?