Song For The Mira
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Out on the Mira on warm afternoons
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Old men go fishing with black line and spoons
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And if they catch nothing they never complain
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I wish I was with them again
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As boys in their boats call to girls on the shore
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Teasing the one that they dearly adore
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And into the evening the courting begins
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I wish I was with them again
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Chorus:
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Can you imagine a piece of the universe
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More fit for princes and kings?
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I'll trade you ten of your cities
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For Marion Bridge and the pleasure it brings
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Out on the Mira on soft summer nights
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Bonfires blaze to the childrens' delight
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They dance 'round the flames singing songs with their friends
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I wish I was with them again
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And over the ashes the stories are told
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Of witches and werewolves and Oak Island gold
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Stars on the river they sparkle and spin
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I wish I was with them again
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Chorus
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Out on the Mira the people are kind
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They treat you to home-brew and help you unwind
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And if you come broken they'll see that you mend
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I wish I was with them again
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Now I'll conclude with a 'wish you go well'
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Sweet be your dreams, and your happiness swell
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I'll leave you here, for my journey begins
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I'm going to be with them again
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I'm going to be with them again
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Oooh
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Song for the Mira
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| John McDermott |
