The Waterford Song

The earth is soft
Red and deep
Under my feet today
And I can see
Oh, the trees
That my grandfather made

Grow, grow, grow

The ocean waves
They're rough and sweet
They carry me safely
And oh, the way
You all say, "Down"
The way you say, "Down"

Down, down, down

Gorse is blooming
It's yellow leaves
A coconut smell
Drifting through the breeze

Breeze, breeze, breeze

I saw a kestrel
At the break of day
She flew over my head
And showed me the way

Home, home, home