An old map I have found So in thoughts I am bound For old Ireland's green mountains and streams To the land of my heart through the heart of my land I am wondering tonight in my dreams
As I view Sligo bay And not so far away There's Cluny and the girl I once knew And my eyes start to fill As I think of In this map they have coloured in blue.
Oh I'm 5000 miles away from Sligo Wondering why I ever had to go Oh I'm 5000 miles away from Sligo Pretending I'm on my way back home.
Tubbercurry is there And there's Ballyhoe holds old memories for me From the Ox mountain range to the cold up range
So from Sligo and home Once again I must roam Back along the along highway eighty-three And my memory's are gold, in the sadness I fold And return here to reality.
Oh I'm 5000 miles away from Sligo Wondering why I ever had to go Oh I'm 5000 miles away from Sligo Pretending I'm on my way back home.
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