The lights of London, are far behind The thoughts of homeland are crowding my mind Familiar places, come in to view I see my home now, soon I'll see you.
We'll talk to the old folk, they're getting on Treat them to late nights, sing a few songs We'll talk of the neighbors 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 go 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. Marys to a sheltered spot We'll kneel and pray there for the ones that?re gone And hope they're proud of, their wandering son.
This is my homeland, the place I was born in No matter where I go 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 go it's in my soul My feet may wander a thousand places But my heart will lead me back home to my Donegal
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