This was originally a poem. I suspect it's been altered a bit, or perhaps misremembered.

Found at Seán Keane's web site. I have taken the liberty of changing the lineation a bit, to emphasize the rhyme and metric structure.

GALWAY
Oliver St John Gogarty

A grey town in a country bare,
The leaden seas between,
When the light falls on the hills of Clare
And shows their valleys green.

Take in my heart your place again
Between your lake and sea
Oh city of the watery plain,
That means so much to me.

Your cut stone houses row on row
Your streams too deep to sing
Whose waters shine with green as though
They had dissolved the spring.
Your streets that still bring into view
The harbour and its spars,
The chimneys with their turf smoke blue
That never hides the stars.

Take in my heart your place again
Between your lake and sea
Like crimson roses in grey walls
Your memories to me.

It is not very long since you,
For memory is long,
Saw her I owe my being to,
And heart that takes the song,
Walk with a row of laughing girls
From Salthill to Eyre Square
Light from the water on their curls
That never lit so fair.

Take in my heart your place again
Between your lake and sea,
Like crimson roses in grey walls
Your memories to me.

Again may come your glorious days,
Your ships come back to port,
And to your city's shining ways
The Spanish girls resort.
And e'er the tidal water falls,
Your ships put out to sea
Like crimson roses in grey walls
Your memories to me.

Take in my heart your place again
Between your lake and sea
Oh, city of the watery plain,
That means so much to me.

[I don't really know Irish, but I suspect there is a pun lurking in "Sliabh Notes" – which seems to be only the name of the album, not the performers. The performers are Dónal Murphy, Matt Cranitch, and Tommy O'Sullivan. The album was issued on the Kells label in 1996 as CD #9506.]