“The Galway Girl”
-Steve Earle
Well, I took a stroll on the old long walk
Of a day -I-ay-I-ay
I met a little girl and we stopped to talk
Of a fine soft day -I-ay
And I ask you, friend, what’s a fella to do
‘Cause her hair was black and her eyes were blue
And I knew right then I’d be takin’ a whirl
‘Round the Salthill Prom with a Galway girl
We were halfway there when the rain came down
Of a day -I-ay-I-ay
And she asked me up to her flat downtown
Of a fine soft day -I-ay
And I ask you, friend, what’s a fella to do
‘Cause her hair was black and her eyes were blue
So I took her hand and I gave her a twirl
And I lost my heart to a Galway girl
When I woke up I was all alone
With a broken heart and a ticket home
And I ask you now, tell me what would you do
If her hair was black and her eyes were blue
I’ve traveled around I’ve been all over this world
Boys, I ain’t never seen nothin’ like a Galway girl
Steve Earle, who shares a full name with me. Wrote a pro terrorist song after 911, singing how brave it must be to go against a giant.
And he’s a loon. He’s coming to my town tomorrow and people are trying to get me to meet him and shake his hand. I let him in 97, before that song and he was a psycho then too.
Tomorrow I’ll be working on my motorcycle and he’ll be on stage yodeling some garbage with Willie Nelson at a venue owned by Walmart.
I’m the winner here.