Steve Earle is not a Kinist (yet), but this song sure is. He sure ain’t singing about the Mogadishu girl! (NB: lam not promoting/condoning pre-marital sex!)
The Galway Girl
Well, I took a stroll on the old long walk
Of a day -I-ay-I-ay
I met a little girl and we stopped to talk
Of a fine soft day -I-ay-I-ay
And I ask you, friend, what’s a fella to do ‘Cause her hair was black and her eyes were blue
And I knew right then I’d be takin’ a whirl
‘Round the Salthill Prom with a Galway girl
We were halfway there when the rain came down
Of a day -I-ay-I-ay
And she asked me up to her flat downtown
Of a fine soft day -I-ay-I-ay
And I ask you, friend, what’s a fella to do ‘Cause her hair was black and her eyes were blue
So I took her hand and I gave her a twirl
And I lost my heart to a Galway girl
When I woke up I was all alone
With a broken heart and a ticket home
And I ask you now, tell me what would you do If her hair was black and her eyes were blue
I’ve traveled around I’ve been all over this world Boys I ain’t never seen nothin’ like a Galway girl
Lee in the Mountains 