From County Cork To County Down

[Intro]
[Flute and fiddle reel
Bodhrán building under
Crowd claps]
[Verse 1]
I woke to the gulls on the Lee at first light
Boots by the door and me heart feeling light
Kissed Mam on the cheek
“I’ll be grand
I’ll be sound”
“I’ll be back when I’ve danced from Cork to Down”
[Chorus]
From County Cork to County Down
We’ll sing it up
We’ll paint the town (hey!)
Raise your glass and spin around
From County Cork to County Down
From the Rebel shore to the Mourne hills brown
I’ll leave my heart in every town
Oh
Step it in and shout it loud
From County Cork to County Down
[Verse 2]
Stopped in Macroom for a tune and a brew
Old Paddy said
“Son
I’ll be walking with you”
He grabbed his coat
Left his stout half-drowned
“For a road like that
You don’t turn it down”
[Chorus]
From County Cork to County Down
We’ll sing it up
We’ll paint the town (hey!)
Raise your glass and spin around
From County Cork to County Down
From the Rebel shore to the Mourne hills brown
I’ll leave my heart in every town
Oh
Step it in and shout it loud
From County Cork to County Down
[Bridge]
Skibbereen rain on a laughing crowd
Killarney stars peeking through the cloud
Tipperary fields rolling soft and wide
Every mile a story by my side
Clonmel jokes that I still can hear
Limerick lads buying one more beer
By the time we saw the Armagh line
I’d near forgot what day
What time
[Verse 3]
We hit Newry town with our boots worn thin
Voice near gone but the grin still pinned
Said
“One last push
We can’t turn ‘round
There’s a tune that’s waiting up in County Down”
[Chorus]
From County Cork to County Down
We’ll sing it up
We’ll paint the town (oh, sing!)
Raise your glass and spin around
From County Cork to County Down
From the Rebel shore to the Mourne hills brown
I’ll leave my heart in every town
Oh
Step it in and shout it loud
From County Cork to County Down
[Verse 4]
In a little white pub by the Mourne’s dark blue
Fiddle struck up like it already knew
Every road
Every laugh
Every face we’d found
Poured straight out in a roaring sound
[Chorus]
From County Cork to County Down
We’ll sing it up
We’ll paint the town (hey!)
Raise your glass and spin around
From County Cork to County Down
From the Rebel shore to the Mourne hills brown
I’ll leave my heart in every town
Oh
Step it in and shout it loud
From County Cork to County Down
[Outro]
So if you see me walking the long way home
With a ragged voice and a heart well-worn
Just join the tune
Let the feet leave ground
We’re going Cork all the way to Down
From County Cork all the way to Down (hey!)
[Flute and fiddle race to a bright
Stomping finish]

folk, Lively trad Irish session feel with male vocals; bright wooden flute carrying the main melody, fiddle weaving countermelodies and call‑and‑response fills, driving bodhrán pulse under foot-stomping guitar strums. Verses bounce along lightly; choruses explode into sing-along energy with stacked pub-style gang vocals on the hook. Occasional whistle and fiddle breaks between sections to extend the journey vibe while keeping the tempo brisk and joyful., irish folk, violin, male vocals