Song For The Mira - Celtic Thunder

Out on the Mira one warm afternoon

Old men go fishing with black line and spoon

And if they catch nothing they never complain

I wish I was with them again

As boys in their boats call to girls on the shore

Teasing the one that they really adore

And into the evening the courting begins

I wish I was with them again

Can you imagine a piece of the universe

More fit for princes and kings?

I’ll give you ten of your cities

For Marion Bridge and the pleasure it brings

Out on the Mira on soft summer nights

Bonfires blaze to the children’s delight

They dance round the flames singing songs with their friends

I wish I was with them again

And over the ashes the stories are told

Of witches and werewolves and Oak Island gold

The stars on the river they sparkle and spin

I wish I was with them again

Can you imagine a piece of the universe

More fit for princes and kings?

I’ll give you ten of your cities

For Marion Bridge and the pleasure it brings

Out on the Mira the people are kind

They’ll treat you to home-brew and help you unwind

And if you come broken they’ll see that you mend

I wish I was with them again

And thus I conclude with a wish you go well

Sweet be your dreams, may your happiness swell

I’ll leave you here, for my journey begins

I’m going to be with them, going to be with them

I’m going to be with them again