So Do I Christy Moore

This is the day the fisherman likes
And so do I
When the rain puts a shine on the chestnut spikes
Hear the curlews cry
The nightingale sings her best
We'll drink a pint in hamiltons rest
And the girl I love wore a muslin dress
The fisherman dream of the sun in the west
And so do I
And so do I

Now I can see
Since the girl I love dearly
Has cast her loving spell on me

This is the day the cuckoo likes
And so do I
When the hills fall down in different shapes
And the swallows fly
To a hidden beach where boats can't go
Mountain rivers overflow
I hear the squealin' of the seagulls
As off home they go
And so do I
And so do I