Here you go. I am reposting the lyrics.

All the best,

Mick

KILLYBEGS

My heart was warm with family love, as I slipped into a chair,
Beside my Uncle Sean, my daughters cross the table there.
I walked the docks in misty rain, a pain was in my legs.
For I've seen the dreams of kinsmen in the boats of Killybegs

The banter of my Uncle and my daughters filled the air,
And the Donegalers next to us were glad that we were there.
I was kind of quiet, listening at the window ledge,
To the music of the harbor, and the birds of Killybegs.

Down the coast not far is Galway and the joys of Connemara
After supper and some sleepin', we'll be goin' there tomorrow
I worried if my words would ere be sung by Irish men
Or rot here on the docks, like the fish of Killybegs

SHORT BREAKDOWN

A radio was playin' though we never heard a word
And the rhythm of the music was familiar if absurd
Hey, harkening intensity, for silence did I beg
For what a song was playing in the air of Killybegs

I couldn't quite believe it for it sounded rather strange
The instruments were different and the key it had been changed
I reached to turn the volume up and teetered on my legs,
A girl from Tipperary sang my song of Killybegs.

HTML line breaks added. --JoeClone, 3-Jun-02.