Mannanan's Mist

Were not on many maps,
Hidden by Mannanan's mist.
A small little island,
Surrounded by bliss.

Where the sea sparkles like diamonds,
as far as I can see.
Some times we see the Mour Mountains,
or is that just me?

Port Erin's coast,
Bradda head.
Your driving too fast!
Its like a sugar rush to the head.

Shopping in town,
the hustle and bustle of the crowds,
and when the lights go down,
bring on the clouds.

Were not on many maps,
Hidden by Mannanan's mist.
A small little island,
Surrounded by bliss.