From the recording Whisperings

An elderly person in Nova Scotia dreams of going back to the West of Ireland as they did years before. I cowrote this with Aoife Scott so it made it's way to the USA before me and its somewhat of a calling card. I've enjoyed making my own version of it.

Lyrics

All Along The Wild Atlantic Way

Written by Aoife Scott & Enda Reilly

[Chorus]

When will you bring me, my love

I'm counting down the days,

When will you bring me, my love

All along The Wild Atlantic Way?

I’m 60 years in Nova Scotia,

Waiting for the day,

The day that we’re returning homeward,

All along The Wild Atlantic Way

[Chorus]

Remember when we went to Bunbeg

The shipwreck in the bay,

We sat and watched the north west sunset,

All along The Wild Atlantic Way

The time we climbed Croagh Patrick,

And nearly went astray,

Our legs were aching, falling off us,

All along The Wild Atlantic Way

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The time that we went skinny dippin'

Down in Derrynea,

Smelling Galway’s salted ocean

All along The Wild Atlantic Way

The day that we heard Willie Clancy,

Piping in Malbay

We sang and danced til the early morning,

All along The Wild Atlantic Way

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I'd watch you catch the fish near Dingle,

As currachs rowed away,

I’d wait for you with the half-light gloaming,

All along The Wild Atlantic Way

Cycling back from The Black Ball Head,

Skin salty from the spray

The ocean looming out beyond us,

All along The Wild Atlantic Way

[Chorus] x2