I walk a corner bar, it says Lynch above the door I had just in Miltown to frolic there once more I see a Cavan man expatriot who now resides in old And he's holdin to an old friend's hand as his mate sings and slow
When they're done we reminisce on Shetland back in seven Where we met aboard a ferry bound for five days of heaven Siobahn and start jiggin, push and pulls from box and bow And Peter for his drum to punctuate the flow
And the flows into Miltown, they come from far and near The tide flows Miltown, this time every year
I sit next to two I've known since I first of age Each Tuesday night in Pigtown we'd from O'Niell's page We raise our jars, it's July fourth, so I guess Yankees still Though they've moved back to Cork now, up Hill
And the tide flows into Miltown, we from far and near The tide flows into Miltown, this every year
I this time on Spanish Point with a Nashville guy I know You can swim in quiet water there, in the tide pools down But there were too many toasts to raise, to many to play I only saw that while walking home in the dawning of the day
seen these folks in Donegal, New York and Tennessee Since a fleagh in six made a believer out of me James Kelly made a back then, said what's the point of sleepin, There'll be time for that when we get done with the company keepin
And the tide flows into Miltown, we come far and near The tide flows into Miltown, this time year And the tide flows into Miltown, of and tunes and tears The tide into Miltown, bring the wife and kids next year