I'm sitting in the firelight

Turning back the years

I can hear my mother

Singing in the morning

As she scrubbed our shining faces

Send us off to school

All too soon these days

Were over without warning

So sing me the songs

Of our gold and silver days

Days filled with innocence and light

Not a penny to our name

We were happy just the same

In our gold and silver days

In the parlour on a friday night

My father took the floor

I can hear us join together in the chorus

As we sing a song at twilight

Or the moon behind the hills

Now their voices they are silenced

Gone before

Before us

So sing me the songs

Of our gold and silver days

Days filled with innocence and light

Not a penny to our name

We were happy just the same

In our gold and silver days

As we gathered in the daisy field

Sunday after mass

We were into Johnny Quigley and the Royal

Through the years we all have scattered

Our friends were good and true

Always there when they were needed

Always loyal

So sing me the songs

Of our gold and silver days

Days filled with innocence and light

Not a penny to our name

We were happy just the same

In our gold and silver days

Not a penny to our name

We were happy just the same

In our gold and silver days