And as we walked through the streets of Arklow,
oh, the color of the day wore on.
And our heads were filled with poetry
and the morning a-comin' on to dawn
And as we walked through the streets of Arklow
And gay perfusion in God's green land
And the gypsies rode with their hearts on fire
They say "We love to wander, Lord, we love, Lord
we love to roam"
And as we walked through the streets of Arklow
In a drenching beauty rolling back 'til the day
And I saw your eyes, they was shining, sparkling
crystal clear
And our souls were clean and the grass did grow
And our souls were clean and the grass did grow
And our souls were clean and the grass did grow
And as we walked through the streets of Arklow