When I was a baby boy, Me mammy said to me, "Don't mess around with them Irish Girls, They'll never let you be!" I went off to Dublin, To see what I could see... They filled me up with whiskey, boys! They never let me be!
I miss my home! The chimney stacks and the cobbled streets I roam, Wherever I go, when I find myself alone, I just close my eyes and the memories take me home.
When I was a little boy, Me mammy said to me, Don't mess around with them French girls, they'll never let you be, I took a trip to Paris, France, To see what I could see... They filled me up with Ooh la la! They never let me be!
I miss my home! The chimney stacks and the cobbled streets I roam, Wherever I go, when I find myself alone, I just close my eyes and the memories take me home.
When I was a young man, Me mammy said to me, Stay away from all those Yankee girls, They'll never let you be, So I went to New York City, To see what I could see, They put mustard on me hot dog, boys! They never let me be!
I miss my home! The chimney stacks and the cobbled streets I roam, Wherever I go, when I find myself alone, I just close my eyes and the memories take me home.
It's finally plain to see, They'll never let you be, I should have listened to all the things, Me mammy said to me!
I miss my home! The chimney stacks and the cobbled streets I roam, Wherever I go, when I find myself alone, I just close my eyes and the memories take me home.
And now I am an old man, At the age of 93 I'm on my way to heaven, boys, To see what I can see, St. Peter's at them pearly gates, And as he opens up the door, He says you're not finished yet me b'yyyy! You're goin' back for more!
I miss my home! The chimney stacks and the cobbled streets I roam, Wherever I go, when I find myself alone, I just close my eyes and the memories take me home. Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
