The Handsome Lad from Donegal

[Verse 1]
There’s a lad from Donegal
Keith Harkin is his name
Strings under his fingers
Salt water in his veins
He’s out chasing swells where the cold waves lean
Then home by the firelight with Weylyn Dean
[Chorus]
Oh
The handsome lad from Donegal
With a heart like a harbor wall
Kelsey by his side
Rolling free on the street
And a boy laughing loud with no front teeth
Raise your glass
Let your worries fall
To the handsome lad from Donegal
[Verse 2]
Kelsey’s in the driveway
Dancing on her wheels
Kick and carve and spin
You can hear her squeals
She blows a kiss to Keith
“Come sing one more”
While Weylyn shows the gap in his grin by the door (hey!)
[Chorus]
Oh
The handsome lad from Donegal
With a heart like a harbor wall
Kelsey by his side
Rolling free on the street
And a boy laughing loud with no front teeth
Raise your glass
Let your worries fall
To the handsome lad from Donegal
[Bridge]
Two little teeth left to the slipstream tide
Like shells in the sand where the low waves slide
He’ll grow tall and strong where the green hills lean
Still his daddy’s pride
That Weylyn Dean (oh)
[Chorus]
Oh
The handsome lad from Donegal
With a heart like a harbor wall
Kelsey by his side
Rolling free on the street
And a boy laughing loud with no front teeth
Sing it once again for the Harkin hall
For the handsome lad from Donegal

Bright modern Irish folk with acoustic guitar, bodhrán, and warm fiddle. Male vocals, lilting tempo that sways like a pub singalong. Verses stay storytelling and intimate; chorus lifts with group harmonies and stomps, inviting call-and-response. Gentle whistle lines color the bridge, then everything drops for a final big, communal chorus., beautiful