From the recording Songs of Sligo
I just picture a lovely afternoon late May and a Sunday stroll down the Sligo boulevard ....
Lyrics
May's painting the skies in colors so bright,
As the sun dips low, chasing away the night.
Walking by the Garavogue, a gentle breeze,
With every step I take, I’m feeling at ease.
Waving to my friends, laughter fills the air,
Every moment’s a treasure, feel the love we share.
Oh, the sunset at Rockwood, it’s a sight to behold,
Painting memories in hues of red and gold.
Grab a drink at Bourbon, let the good times roll,
With every sip we take, we’re filling our souls.
Fiddler’s Creek calling, let’s have a bite,
As the stars start to twinkle in the soft twilight.
The joy of this evening, the warmth in our hearts,
Each laughter and story, it’s where the magic starts.
We dance with the shadows, under the moon's glow,
In this perfect moment, we’re letting love flow.
Oh, the sunset at Rockwood, it’s a sight to behold,
Painting memories in hues of red and gold.
Grab a drink at Bourbon, let the good times roll,
With every sip we take, we’re filling our souls.
Underneath the sky, we find our place,
Every face around me, a familiar grace.
In May’s embrace, the world feels right,
With friends by my side, everything's in sight.
Oh, the sunset at Rockwood, it’s a sight to behold,
Painting memories in hues of red and gold.
Grab a drink at Bourbon, let the good times roll,
With every sip we take, we’re filling our souls.
As the sun sets low, and the stars come out,
I’ll carry this evening, there’s never a doubt.
In the heart of the moment, we’ll always remain,
Sunset at Rockwood, our joy, our refrain.