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Stole softly over Bantry Bay. As I'm sitting all alone in the gloaming, The shawdows of the past draw near. And I see the lovely faces round me. That used to glad the old front pier. Some have gone upon their last logged homing, Some are left, but they are old and grey. And we're waiting for the tide in the gloaming.
- What is Bantry known for?Bantry is a busy market town and fishing port. The town offers numerous activities for our visitors, including a heritage trail, Bantry House, 2 go...
- Is Bantry on the Wild Atlantic Way?Yes, Bantry is situated between the Beara Peninsula and Sheep’s Head Kenmare to Durrus section of the Wild Atlantic Way Bantry.
- How long do you need in Bantry?One or two days will be enough to see Bantry town, unless you would like to use it as a base to visit the Sheeps Head Peninsula. Peninsula and the...
- Do I need a rental Car in Cork?If you plan on travelling outside of Cork City, a rental car will certainly give you the freedom to tour at your own pace. Hertz, Avis, Budget, Eur...
- How far is Bantry from Cork Airport?Bantry is 200 km from both Cork Airport and Cork City if you take the scenic Wild Atlantic Way route. It is 85 km to Cork City and Cork airport on...
- Is Bantry worth visiting?Bantry is a very scenic location to visit. In Bantry town you have Bantry House and Gardens, West Cork Chamber Music Festival, Bantry Golf. Further...
Till the music floated down the wooden pier. Save you kindly, colleens all, said the piper. Hands across and trip it while I play. And the tender sound of song and merry dancing, Stole softly over Bantry Bay. 3. As I'm sitting all alone in the gloaming, The showdows of the past draw near. And I see the lovely faces round me.
Bantry Bay Lyrics. As I'm sitting all alone in the gloaming, It might have been but yesterday. That we watched the fisher sails all homing. Till the little herring fleet at anchor lay. Then the fisher girls with baskets a swinging, Came running down the old stone way. Every lassie to her sailor lad was singing. A welcome to Bantry Bay.
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. Bantry Bay Lyrics. As I'm sitting all alone in the gloaming, It might have been but yesterday. That we watched the fisher sails all homing. Till the little herring fleet at anchor lay. Then the fisher girls with baskets a swinging, Came running down the old stone way. Every lassie to her sailor lad was singing. A welcome to Bantry Bay.
Stole softly over Bantry Bay. As I'm sitting alone in the gloaming. The shadows of the past draw near. And I see the loving faces round me. That used to glad the old brown pier. Some are gone upon their last homing. Some are left but they are old and gray, And we're waiting for the tide in the gloaming, To sail upon the Great Highway,
Irish Tenors Bantry Bay. As I'm sitting all alone in the gloaming, It might have been but yesterday That we watched the fisher sails all homing Till the little herring fleet at anchor lay. Then the fisher girls with baskets a swinging, Came running down the old stone way. Every lassie to her sailor lad was singing A welcome to Bantry Bay.
A welcome to Bantry Bay. Then we heard the pipers sweet note running, And all the lassies turned to hear; As they mingled with a soft voice crooning, Till the music floated down the wooden pier, Save you kindly Colleens all! said the piper, Hands across the trip while I play, And a tender sound of song and merry dancing, Stole softly over ...
