Home To Donegal

The lights of London are far behind
The thoughts of my homeland are crowding my mind
Familiar places come into view
I see my home now, soon I’ll see you

We’ll talk to the old folk, Lord they’re getting on
And treat them to late nights, and sing the old songs
We’ll talk of the neighbours and life in the town
There’s so much to tell them, the days fly around

This is my Homeland, the place I was born in
No matter where I roam it’s in my soul
My feet may wander a thousand places
But my heart will lead me back home to my Donegal

And then tomorrow we’ll take a walk
Down to St. Mary’s to a sheltered spot
We’ll kneel and pray there for the ones that are gone
And hope they are proud of their wandering son

This is my Homeland, the place I was born in
No matter where I roam it’s in my soul
My feet may wander a thousand places
But my heart will lead me back home to my Donegal

This is my Homeland, the place I was born in
No matter where I roam it’s in my soul
My feet may wander a thousand places
But my heart will lead me back home to my Donegal