Van Morrison 04. Streets of Arklow

And as we walked through the streets of Arklow 
Oh, the color of the day wore on 
And our heads were filled with poetry 
And the morning a-comin' on to dawn 
 
And as we walked through the streets of Arklow 
And gay perfusion in God's green land 
And the gypsy's rode with their hearts on fire, they say 
"We love to wander, Lord, we love, Lord,...