You[G] may travel far,[C]far from your[F] own native[G] home,
Far[C] away o're the mountains,far a[G]way o're the[Am] foam,
But of[C] all the fine places that[G] I'ver ever[Am] been,
Sure there's[C] none to compare with the[F] cliffs of[G] Doneen,
In's a nice place to be on a fine summer's day,
Watching all the wild flowere that ne'er do decay,
Oh the hares and lofty pheasants are plain to be seen,
Making homes for their young,round the cliffs of Doneen.
Take a view o're the mountain,fine sights you'll see there,
You'll see the high rocky mountains of the west coast of Clare,
Oh the towns of Kilkee and Kilrush can be seen,
From the high rocky slopes round the cliffs of Duneen.
Fare thee well to Duneen,fare thee well for a while,
And to all the kind people im leaving behind,
To the streams and yhe meadows,where late I have been,
And the high rocky slopes round the cliffs of Duneen.