Intro C G7 C G7 C I hear a bird, London-derry bird. C G7 C It well may be he's bringing me a cheering word. C G7 C G7 C I hear a breeze, a River Shannon breeze. C G7 C It may well be it's followed me across the seas. G7 C Then tell me please... Verse (in 3/4) -- C How are things in Glocca Morra? G7 Is that little brook still leaping there? Does it still run down through Donny Cove? C Through Killybegs? Killkerry and Kildare? --- C How are things in Glocca Morra? G7 Is that willow tree still weeping there? Does that lassie with the twinkling eye come smiling by C and does she walk away sad and dreamy there not to see me there. C F G7 C F G7 C So I ask each weeping willow and each brook along the way, F G7 C And each lass that comes a-whistling to relay, F G7 C How are things in Glocca Morra this fine day?