Slan Abhaile (Live)

This fire smells of turf and reminds me of home A place I've not lived, but I've grown to love From McGann's up in Doolin to Dingle Bay We conjured up music and we were carried away By the sounds of Irish fiddle The sound of Uillean pipes The sound of the Irish whistle Fills the air tonight In my green island home We were carried away To a time when our fathers were living this way With a pint in the evening to settle the score We rise up singing 'til we're human once more We sang a song with Michael We sang a song for Mick We sang a song for our old friend Tom Who could sing the hell out of this We sang a song for Evie We sang a song for Lil' We sang a song we could all sing along And we laugh and we'll have our fill In our green island home, carried away To a time when our fathers were living this way With a pint in the evening to settle the score We rise up singing 'til we're human once more Pint in the evening Slainte mhaith mo chairde, my friends Slan abhaile while you're traveling Slainte mhaith mo chairde, one more round Slan abhaile, now you're homeward bound To my green island home, we were carried away To a time when our fathers were living this way With a pint in the evening to settle the score We rise up singing 'til we're human once more With a pint in the evening to settle the score We rise up singing 'til we're human once more Slainte mhaith mo chairde, slan abhaile Slainte mhaith mo chairde, slan abhaile Slainte mhaith mo chairde, slan abhaile Slainte mhaith mo chairde, slan abhaile Slainte mhaith mo chairde, slan abhaile Slainte mhaith mo chairde, slan abhaile Slainte mhaith mo chairde, slan abhaile Slainte mhaith mo chairde, slan abhaile Slainte mhaith mo chairde, slan abhaile Slainte mhaith mo chairde, slan abhaile Slainte mhaith mo chairde, slan abhaile Slainte mhaith mo chairde, slan abhaile