AN IRISH HARVEST DAY
(words and music by Michael Maloney)

1. As I walk round London city 'neath the skies so dark and grey,
I don't hear familiar sounds; my mind is drifting away
Across the deep blue ocean and down that old roadway
To see again that threshing mill on an Irish harvest day.

CHORUS: An Irish harvest day now long past away,
Beautiful memories will never decay.
No matter where I wander and no matter where I stray,
I tread again my footsteps home on an Irish harvest day.

2. I can see my dear old mother outside her cottage door
Singing some old Irish song I long to hear once more,
And I wonder if she's waiting with a kind word she might say.
God bless you all and welcome home on this Irish harvest day.

3. Everything has changed now; there's no one there no more.
The roses are all dead and gone around that cottage door.
The young folks are all scattered and the old ones passed away.
There's no one left to greet me on this Irish harvest day.


Regards Mick Bracken

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Note from Joe Offer 11 July 2015: the information I have is that the song was written and composed by Michael Maloney of Sligo, now of Dublin
Publisher: Asdee Music Limited of Molesworth Street, Dublin 2