How Are Things in Glocca Morra?

I hear a bird Glocca Morra bird It well may be He's bringin' me A cheerin' word I hear a breeze A River Shannon breeze It well may be It's followed me Across the seas Then tell me, please How are things in Glocca Morra? Is that little brook still leapin' there? Does it still run down to Donny Cove Through Killybegs Killkerry and Kildare? How are things in Glocca Morra? Is that willow tree still weepin' there? Does that laddie with the twinklin' eye Come whistlin' by And does he walk away Sad and dreamy there Not to see me there? So I ask each weepin' willow And each brook along the way And each lad that comes a-whistlin' to relay How are things in Glocca Morra this fine day? Ah Ah Ah Does that laddie with the twinklin' eye Come whistlin' by And does he walk away Sad and dreamy there Not to see me there? So I ask each weepin' willow And each brook along the way And each lad that comes a-whistlin' to relay To relay How are things in Glocca Morra this fine day? I hear a bird A Glocca Morra bird