Standard (EADGBE)

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Verse 1

 Hardly anyone had the tele'

 It was a different kind of world

Heaven was a game of football

 Before I ever kissed the girls

 We used to go out driving

 We'd travel near and far

Nearly every Sunday in me

Father's oul' ford car

Chorus

He'd be pointing out the landmarks

Everywhere we'd go-oooooo,

 through the Twistings , turning , winding roads

 Of Galway and Mayo

Verse 2

same)

Me mother in the front seat

Children in the back

We'd be imagining Indians in the

Fields waiting to attack

And we'd be asking "are we nearly there?"

Wearing clothes that came

In a parcel from America,

The two of us the same

Chorus

Interlude

x2

 There's a stillness in the summer Air

sheep dog lying in the sun

Three young girls with butterfly nets

Break into a run

Verse 3

same)

Now the time flies by like always

I've got my own boy right now

Like cowboys in the oul' k30

We go and drive around

The land was let go lately

But I take him out that way

I show him where we cut the turf

And where we saved the hay

Chorus

repeat last line

then intro again x2