Well I didn't see much future When I left the Christian brothers school So i waved it goodbye with a wistful smile And I left the girls of Tuam Sometimes when I'm reminiscing I see the prefabs and my old friends And I know that they'll be changed or gone By the time I get home again And I wish I was on the n17 Stone walls and the grass is greener Travelling with just my thoughts and dreams
Well the ould fella left me to shannon Was the last time I travelled that road And as we turned left at claregalway I could feel a lump in my throat As I pictured the thousands of times That I traveled that well worn track And I know that things will be different If I ever decide to go back And i wish i was on that N17 Stone walls and the grass is green yeah Travelling with just my thoughts and dreams
And now as I tumble down highways Or on filthy overcrowded trains There's no one to talk to in transit So I sit there and daydream in vain Behind all those muddled up problems Of living on a foreign soil I can still see the twists and the turns on the road From the square to the town of the tribesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
