Carlow, Carlow
Lyrics
The Versailles of Ireland, a dream was born but no one really knows
And in the Leinster drive the mock birds fly
Watching from an Irish sky, through the window of our land
And all I do is think of you, a great history known to few
But the world needs to know of Carlow
CHORUS
Carlow, Carlow, I’m looking through your window
Wishing I could be in Carlow
Your legend walls are packed with all the myths and stories more untold
And held beneath St Mullins fold
They rest inside, rebellions, hearts and pride under an Irish sky
The King of Leinster poison throne
Kavanagh’s torso cursed alone
And from sixteen Hanrahan’s home
But all I do is think of you. a great history known to few
But the world needs to know of Carlow
Carlow, Carlow, your lovely rivers flow
I wish that I could be in Carlow
Carlow, your sport of kings, your fishing and golfing clings
And I’d travel home right now if I could
To rest a while in your quiet way
Or wind the Blackstairs on a summer’s day
To view the beauty all around
Or walk with you through famine walls
Here more stories from the Georgian halls
Carlow so deep inside, you call me home
Carlow, Carlow, let your beat train crow
Wishing I could be, I wish that I could be in Carlow
Notes
Written by Anthony Doheny
St. Mullins village on the River Barrow lies between the Blackstairs mountains and Brandon Hill. It is the site of an ancient monastery founded by St. Moling in the seventh century.
St Mullins Abbey
