The Curra Road

In the summer we'll go walking
 Way down to the river down the Curra road
 There's a blue sky we'll walk under
 Listen to the humming bees and on we'll go
 We won't worry about the traffic
 Worry about the way to go, worry about the phone
 In the summer we'll go walking
 Way down to the river down the Curra road
 Past the cattle at their grazing
 Through the woods of hazel, holly, birch and oak
 Past the robin on the gatepost
 Singing to the bluebells, sunlight is their host
 We won't worry about the winter
 Worry about it raining, worry about the snow
 In the summer we'll go laughing
 Way down to the river down the dusty road
 There is music in the river
 Listen to it dancing underneath the bridge
 And the wind is hardly breathing
 Words onto the willow branches overhead
 We won't worry about the government
 Worry about the way to go, worry about the hay
 In the summer we'll go walking
 Hand in hand together down the dusty way
 We won't worry about the government
 Worry about the way to go, worry about the hay
 In the summer we'll go walking
 Hand in hand together down the dusty way