[Verse]
Far across yonder blue lies a true fairy land,
With the sea rippling over the shingle and sand,
Where the gay honeysuckle is luring the bee,
And the green glens of Antrim are calling to me.

[Chorus]
Sure if only you knew how the lamp of the moon,
Turns a blue Irish bay to a silver lagoon,
You'd imagine a picture of heaven it would be,
Where the green glens of Antrim are calling to me.

[Verse]
Soon I hope to return to my own Cushendall,
Tis the one place for me that can outshine them all,
Sure I know every stone, I recall every tree,
Where the green glens of Antrim are calling to me.

I would halt at a cabin, close down by the shore,
And I'd knock with my heart at the wee cabin door,
While the sun showered gold in the lap of the sea,
And the green glens of Antrim were smiling at me.

[Chorus]
Sure if only you knew how the lamp of the moon,
Turns a blue Irish bay to a silver lagoon,
You'd imagine a picture of heaven it would be,
Where the green glens of Antrim are calling to me.

[Verse]
Now I'd be where the people are simple and so kind,
And among them, the one who has been on my mind,
Sure I pray that the world would in peace let me be,
Where the green glens of Antrim are heaven to me.

[Chorus]
Sure if only you knew how the lamp of the moon,
Turns a blue Irish bay to a silver lagoon,
You'd imagine a picture of heaven it would be,
Where the green glens of Antrim are calling to me.