Leaving a home to find another Where the wind's going to blow us, we never bother Constantly hitching to get a ride Not getting picked up will not pique our pride Steaming up quickly the old rainy hill Climbing the Conor Pass due to our will Finally reaching that windy old gap We are so happy, we's me and my chap Oh Ireland, you green grassy queen Your cliffs, your whiskey, your stout I will never ever forget you So pretty, so pure and so proud Enjoying the view over long sandy beaches Proving it's life and not teachers that teach us Later we're lucky Australians are good They gave us a ride into a seal's neighbourhood Straight away we walk into a pub That's so much nicer than a disco or a club We're having a tea and a big pint of Guinness We're feeling grand we are feeling like winners Oh Ireland, you green grassy queen Your cliffs, your whiskey, your stout I will never ever forget you So pretty, so pure and so proud Our new home's a beach that is owned by a seal The sun takes the sky back for a minute we heal The clouds are so sad, they again start to cry Now it's raining again and we say goodbye Oh Ireland, you green grassy queen Your cliffs, your whiskey, your stout I will never ever forget you So pretty, so pure and so proud