Written by Bartley Faherty (Killagoola & Boston) - Played by The Andy Healy Band (Boston)
In a quiet little village in Galway,
Not too many miles from Salthill,
It was there I spent my childhood,
In the shadows of lovely Cru hill,
Young people could speak the Gaelic,
A heritage so proud and true,
Their kindness and pride in Moycullen,
Was instilled in my heart as I grew.
O Sweet Moycullen I love you,
You’re in my mind every day,
With the sweet memories of my childhood,
In sight of my own Galway Bay.
In the year ’57 I sailed far away,
To the city of Boston in the great USA,
Although I’m grown far away from your shore,
My love for Moycullen still grows,
I have often returned to the land of the Gael,
Where stories and folklore and legends are real,
Where names like John Geoghegan are held in esteem,
Or as his brave comrades of Nineteen Sixteen.
To walk by the Killagoola river,
On a beautiful fine summer’s day,
Play hurling or football in Clydagh,
Or a swim in Ballyquirke lake,
You can see Tullykyne in the distance,
On the shores of the Corrib so clear,
Just to sit on the bridge in the evening,
With the friends that I held so dear.
Chorus (x 2)
Lyrics by Bartley Faherty
Recorded by The Andy Healy Band in 1989