The early air is fresh and still
As we climb the fabulous Doolough hill
Not a sound
Lost Valley found
Before Den’s navigational skill
So we miss the turn for Roonah pier
Where there’s a lovely view, I hear
Den gets the chop
At our Louisburgh stop
As fury has dispelled my good cheer
Clew Bay beauty lifts my mood
And Croagh Patrick has got to be viewed
Westport’s Quay
Is almost twee
And I wonder how to make this conclude.