Far across yonder blue Lies a true paradise With the sea rippling over The shingle and spice Where the gay honeysuckle Is luring the bee And the green glens of Antrim Are calling to me If only you knew How the light of the moon Turns a blue Irish bay To a silver lagoon You'd imagine the picture Of heaven it would be Where the green glens of Antrim Are welcoming to me And I hope to return To my own Cuchendall It's the one place I know That can outshine them all Till I know every stone I will recall every tree Where the green glens of Antrim Are heaven to me But I'd be where the people Are simple and kind And among them there is one That's been aye in my mind So I pray that the world That in peace let me be Where the green glens of Antrim Are heaven to me Where the green glens of Antrim Are heaven to me