Oh,
the moon was high,
the tide was low,
lanterns lit the cobbled row.
The fiddler played,
the crowd did grow,
and feet took flight like rivers flow.
Dancing down in Galway Town,
spin me once and toss me round.
Clap your hands, don't let me down,
we're dancing down in Galway Town.
The tin whistle sang,
sharp and sweet,
banjo strings kept the heartbeat.
The bog run thumped,
the night complete,
with laughter rolling down the street.
Dancing down in Galway Town,
spin me once and toss me round.
Clap your hands,
don't let me down,
we're dancing down in Galway Town.
The ale ran free,
the stories flew,
a toast for old,
a song for new.
The hills may call,
but here we'll stay,
till morning steals the stars away.
Dancing down in Galway Town,
spin me once and toss me round.
Clap your hands,
don't let me down,
we're dancing down in Galway Town.
Dancing down in Galway Town,
spin me once and toss me round.
Clap your hands,
don't let me down,
we're dancing down in Galway Town.