| Song | O'Donegal |
| Artist | Ian Dury |
| Album | The Bus Driver's Prayer and Other Stories |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Dury, Gallagher | |
| Fresh mist on the morning and tears in my eyes | |
| I'm back for the dawning of Donegal skies | |
| My life in the city seems light years away | |
| When I see the Blue Mountains from Ballybofey | |
| Where the wanderers welcome is kindest of all | |
| I've come back to my darling, my sweet Donegal | |
| We'll meet at the cross on the Rathmullen Road | |
| Where the sight of Lough Swilly is a beauty bestowed | |
| As we're counting our blessings away from the throng | |
| We will hear the wild birds sing their Donegal song | |
| Where the stranger is welcome to a true free-for-all | |
| They named you, my darling, my brave Donegal | |
| I raise up my glass at the end of the day | |
| God bless every sunset o'er Donegal Bay | |
| Sure nothing is sweeter wherever I roam | |
| As the smell of the turf of my Donegal home | |
| Where there's always a welcome and a how-d'you-my-call | |
| Forever my darling, my sweet Donegal | |
| Forever my darling, my sweet Donegal |
| zuo ci : Dury, Gallagher | |
| Fresh mist on the morning and tears in my eyes | |
| I' m back for the dawning of Donegal skies | |
| My life in the city seems light years away | |
| When I see the Blue Mountains from Ballybofey | |
| Where the wanderers welcome is kindest of all | |
| I' ve come back to my darling, my sweet Donegal | |
| We' ll meet at the cross on the Rathmullen Road | |
| Where the sight of Lough Swilly is a beauty bestowed | |
| As we' re counting our blessings away from the throng | |
| We will hear the wild birds sing their Donegal song | |
| Where the stranger is welcome to a true freeforall | |
| They named you, my darling, my brave Donegal | |
| I raise up my glass at the end of the day | |
| God bless every sunset o' er Donegal Bay | |
| Sure nothing is sweeter wherever I roam | |
| As the smell of the turf of my Donegal home | |
| Where there' s always a welcome and a howd' youmycall | |
| Forever my darling, my sweet Donegal | |
| Forever my darling, my sweet Donegal |
| zuò cí : Dury, Gallagher | |
| Fresh mist on the morning and tears in my eyes | |
| I' m back for the dawning of Donegal skies | |
| My life in the city seems light years away | |
| When I see the Blue Mountains from Ballybofey | |
| Where the wanderers welcome is kindest of all | |
| I' ve come back to my darling, my sweet Donegal | |
| We' ll meet at the cross on the Rathmullen Road | |
| Where the sight of Lough Swilly is a beauty bestowed | |
| As we' re counting our blessings away from the throng | |
| We will hear the wild birds sing their Donegal song | |
| Where the stranger is welcome to a true freeforall | |
| They named you, my darling, my brave Donegal | |
| I raise up my glass at the end of the day | |
| God bless every sunset o' er Donegal Bay | |
| Sure nothing is sweeter wherever I roam | |
| As the smell of the turf of my Donegal home | |
| Where there' s always a welcome and a howd' youmycall | |
| Forever my darling, my sweet Donegal | |
| Forever my darling, my sweet Donegal |