The first thing I remember
When we docked into the harbour
Was the way her arm looked so tender, and so long, so strong
Here we were so wounded, troubled, tired and soon would
Grace the gates of liberty, needin' a job
I wish I was in Ireland
I wish I was back home again
In the land of my kin
I wish I was in Ireland
As a boy with auburn hair
I sat in daddy's rocking chair
And listened to the pipes calling me, from a distant' glen
Whisperin'
And mother who was watching me
Knew I'd need and soon would be
Walking out the front door, looking for much more
I wish I was in Ireland
I wish I was back home again
In the land of my kin
I wish I was in Ireland
On the crowded Avenue
Feeling lost among the new
Makes a heart long for the old things we left, so long ago
Greener fields would never seem
To replace our Emerald green
Life can be changing scene
There's only one home
I wish I was in Ireland
I wish I was back home again
In the land of my kin
I wish I was in Ireland