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 traveled that road And ass 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 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 tribes
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