I wish I was westward of Dingle
On the golden sands of Beál Bán
Where I’d wait for the mountain of Brandon
To appear in the red light of dawn
I’d gaze over Smerwick Harbour
See the yacht with its billowing sail
My body is here in the Bowery
But my heart’s in the Land of the Gael
For it's fifty long years since I left it,
a young fellow still in my teens,
Did I ever return now you ask me -
I go back every night in my dreams,
Yes the call of my homeland's all powerful,
and I'm certain this time I'll not fail,
Then I'll hear my own tongue and again
I'll be young when I'm home in the Land of the Gael.
This song is describing a very specific area of Ireland - the beautiful Dingle Peninsula.
Each of the specific places mentioned - from Beál Bán, Smerwick Harbour, and Mount Brandon in the first stanza to the second stanza referencing County Kerry, the Blasket Islands, and Ceann Sibéal - can be found and pinpointed on a map.