Like the lone last snake lost from his home
Sure I was present, not certain if I’m gone
I’ve never been one to leave with any flair
Just an Irish goodbye like I was never really there

Between the hawthorn and the holly
There’s fairies on the mound
We’ll ride the kelpie, sing with the banshee
And buy the Dullahan a round

With shamrocked shillelagh and the holy trinity
And the smooth, sharp soul of some Irish whiskey
Sean-nós singalong, keep my friends guessing
We’ll part ways with an Irish blessing

Between the hawthorn and the holly
There’s fairies on the mound
We’ll ride the kelpie, sing with the banshee
And buy the Dullahan a round
The road rises to meet us
The wind is at our backs
We rest on the Irish luck
With Irish miles left to trek
With Irish miles left to trek

Like Claddagh hands, heart, and crown
Friendship, loyalty, and love abound
When I pass, throw me an Irish wake
No tears, please, memories to celebrate
Between the hawthorn and the holly
There’s fairies on the mound
We’ll ride the kelpie, sing with the banshee
And buy the Dullahan a round
The road rises to meet us
The wind is at our backs
We rest on the Irish luck
With Irish miles left to trek
With Irish miles left to trek

Between the hawthorn and the holly
There’s fairies on the mound