In Reply to: Lyrics posted by Chris on October 21, 2013 at 22:54:27:
I was born on the hillside beyond yon purling streams
And it’s deeply pictured in my mind those memories hopes and dreams
And it oft times nearly breaks my heart and leaves me a troubled mind
When I think on dear old Ireland and the home I left behind
I went to the valley to bid my friends adieu
I stood upon the humped back bridge the waters wide to view
I stood upon the humped back bridge where I stood many’s the time
And from there I took my last fond look at the home I left behind
It was early the next morning with a sad and a broken heart
I stood on the hearth at my father’s floor says Dad we both must part
With my mother’s arms around my neck while the tears her eyes did blind
And I tore out of from her arms and the home I left behind
We travelled through old Ireland til we came to Queenstown quay
It was there I saw a steamer bound for Americay
It was there I saw a steamer bound for a foreign clime
So I heaved a sigh and bid good bye to the home I left behind
But since we landed in New York kind faces we have known
But there’s none so near or dear to me as the ones I left at home
And when I have lots of shining gold and a girl to make my bride
I will roll her in my arms in the home I left behind
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