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How Are Things In Glocca Morra?

This song is by Burton Lane.

I hear a bird, a Glocca Morra bird
It well may be, he's bringing me a cheering word
I hear a breeze, a river shining breeze
It well may be, it's followed me across the seas
Then tell me please

How are things in Glocca Morra?
Is that little brook still leaping there?
Does it still run down to Donny cove
Through Killybegs, Kilkerry and Kildare?

How are things in Glocca Morra?
Is that willow tree still weeping there?
Does that laddie with a twinkling eye
Come whistling by?

And does he walk away
Sad and dreamy there, not to see me there?
So I ask each weeping willow
And each brook along the way

And each lad that comes a-whistling
How are things in Glocca Morra
This fine a day?


Written by:

E. Y. Harburg; Burton Lane

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