Galway Bay
Bing Crosby Lyrics


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If you ever go across the sea to Ireland
Then maybe at the closing of your day
You will sit and watch the moon rise over Claddagh
And watch the barefoot gossoons at their play

Just to hear again the ripple of the trout stream
The women in the meadows making hay
And to sit beside a turf fire in the cabin
And see the sun go down on Galway Bay

For the breezes blowing over the seas from Ireland
Are perfumed by the heather as they blow
And the women in the uplands diggin' prates
Speak a language that the strangers do not know

For the strangers came and tried to teach us their way
They scorned us just for being what we are
But they might as well go chasing after moonbeams
Or light a penny candle from a star

And if there is going to be a life hereafter
And faith I am sure there's going to be




I will ask my God to let me make my heaven
In that dear land across the Irish sea

Overall Meaning

Bing Crosby's Galway Bay is a song that paints a vivid picture of Ireland's beauty and culture. The song starts by inviting the listener to visit Ireland, saying that if they do and they watch the moon rise over Claddagh as the day draws to a close, they will see the barefoot gossoons (young boys) at play. The song then describes the beauty of the countryside and the people, with mentions of the ripple of the trout stream, women in the meadows making hay, and sitting beside a turf fire in a cabin as the sun sets on Galway Bay.


As the song continues, it speaks to the pride of the people of Ireland and their way of life. The lyrics mention that the breezes blowing over the seas from Ireland are perfumed by the heather, and the women digging prates (potatoes) in the uplands speak a language that strangers do not know. In fact, the song says that when strangers came and tried to teach the Irish their ways, they were scorned for their lack of understanding of Irish culture.


The song ends on a poignant note, with the singer expressing a desire to make his heaven in Ireland if there is indeed a "life hereafter." Galway Bay is a beautiful tribute to the beauty and spirit of Ireland, and one can almost imagine themselves sitting beside that turf fire as the sun sets.


Line by Line Meaning

If you ever go across the sea to Ireland
If you ever have the chance to visit the beautiful country of Ireland


Then maybe at the closing of your day
Perhaps at the end of the day


You will sit and watch the moon rise over Claddagh
You can sit and admire the iconic sight of the moon rising over Claddagh


And watch the barefoot gossoons at their play
Enjoy the sight of young boys playing barefoot


Just to hear again the ripple of the trout stream
Experience the sound of the trout stream rippling once more


The women in the meadows making hay
Observe women working in the meadows, making hay


And to sit beside a turf fire in the cabin
Relax next to a cozy fire made of turf in a cabin


And see the sun go down on Galway Bay
Witness another beautiful sunset along Galway Bay


For the breezes blowing over the seas from Ireland
The winds blowing from Ireland over the seas


Are perfumed by the heather as they blow
Smelling sweet of the heather as they blow


And the women in the uplands diggin' prates
Women up in the highlands digging potatoes


Speak a language that the strangers do not know
Speaking a language that's unfamiliar to foreigners


For the strangers came and tried to teach us their way
Foreigners came and attempted to teach us their ways


They scorned us just for being what we are
They looked down on us simply for being ourselves


But they might as well go chasing after moonbeams
Their attempts are futile and useless


Or light a penny candle from a star
As hopeless as trying to light a penny candle from a star


And if there is going to be a life hereafter
If there is a life beyond this one


And faith I am sure there's going to be
And I'm confident it exists


I will ask my God to let me make my heaven
I will request to create my own paradise in heaven


In that dear land across the Irish sea
In that beloved land across the Irish sea




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Arthur Colahan

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

Patrick Stocks

If you ever go across the sea to Ireland 🇮🇪
Then maybe at the closing of your day
You will sit and watch the moon rise over Claddagh
And watch the barefoot 🦶 gossoons at the play

Just to fear again the ripple of the trout stream
The women in the meadows making hay
And to sit beside a turf fire in the cabin
And see the sun go down on Galway Bay

For the breezes blowing over the seas from Ireland 🇮🇪
Are perfumed by the Heather as they blow
And the women in the uplands diggin’ prates
Speak a language that the strangers do not know

For the strangers came and tried to teach us their way
They scorned us just for being what we are
But they might as well go chasing after moonbeams
Or light a penny candle from a star 🌟

And if there is going to be a life hereafter
And faith I am sure there’s going to be
I will ask my God to let me make my heaven
I’m that dear land across the Irish Sea 🌊



All comments from YouTube:

Anthony McLoughlin

I can’t listen to this song without a tear or two. My father was from Galway as was my mother. When my father died we carried his coffin to this song breaks me up every time, I really miss my dad.

Mellissa Boomer of the Night

Galway was my favorite place when I spent the summer of my gap year in the 80's. Enough of The Troubles were still kicking up that I was advised to not visit my great aunt, Sister Kate Fahey, in County Mayo. So I spent all of my time travelling around in the southern counties and road horses in The Gap of Dunloe. Magical memories.

Kaushik Chatterjee

🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏

Anthony McLoughlin

@Dn Hy I’m in exile atm the plan is to return in the near future. In the meantime I visit at least once a year. Well that was until Covid began, now things have improved I intend to visit later this year.

Dn Hy

@Anthony McLoughlin Are you in Ireland or in exile?

Anthony McLoughlin

@Erin C Thank you so much Erin🙏

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Galliciano

It's crazy seeing the elders and adults happily talking about this song, and the amount of history there is out there with old singers and groups and stuff. Listening to this is like having a part of the past on my hands that was passed for me and other people of my generation by people from the past.

We will never let the old songs and old culture die. They are safe on our hands. Forever.

Alice D

That was beautiful. You sound like you'll be a loyal guardian of the music - and gentler ways than what we're seeing nowadays. Nah, it ain't rap crap that brings peace, joy and comfort. It's beautiful music, mostly from the past. Don't forget the harmony of Doo Wop. Some silly songs put out in that era, too. Will we ever know who put the bomp in the bomp a bomp a bomp?
Peace and blessings to you.

Michael Crowe ᄊc

I'm Irish and this clip of Bing singing it still brings a tear to my eye..

carol King

My great grandfather came from Galway Bay and as a small child my grandmother would sing this song to me. I am 80 now and will never forget her sweet voice singing to me.

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