You know they travel far, far
From your own neighborhood
Far away are the mountains
Far away are the falls
But of all the fine places
That I've ever been
Oh, there's none to compare with
The cliffs of New Day
It's a nice place to be
On a fine summer's day
Watching all the wildflowers
That ne'er do decay
Oh, the haze
And lofty pheasants
Are plain to be seen
Making homes for their young
Round the cliffs of New Day
Take a view o'er the mountains
Find sights you'll see there
You'll see the high rocky mountains
On the west coast
Of Clare
O'er the towns of Kilkea
And Kilrush can be seen
From the high rocky slopes
Of the cliffs of New Day
Fare thee well to Dunin
Fare thee well for a while
And to all the fine people
I'm leaving behind
To the streams and the meadows
Where late I have been
And the high rocky slopes
Of the cliffs of New Day
Fare thee well to Dunin
Set off to mourn