It seems like only I from out of Cork A wanderer from isle I in New York There wasn't a soul to greet me A on your shore But Irish was with me here And riches galore And now that I'm back again To dear old Erin's My friends meet me on the pier And me with a smile Their faces, sure, I've forgot I've so long away But me mother will them all And to me will say
hands with your Uncle Mike, me boy And here is sister, Kate And there's the girl you used to Down by the garden Shake hands all of the neighbours And the colleens all You're as as the flowers in May To dear old
They'll give a when I go home They'll come near and far They'll line the roads for miles and Irish jauntin' cars The spirits'll flow and be gay We'll fill your with joy The piper'll play an Irish To greet the boy dance and sing the whole night long Such fun as seen The be decked in corduroy The colleens green be thousands there that I never saw I've been so away But me mother introduce them all And this to me say
Shake hands your Uncle Mike, me boy And here is sister, Kate And there's the you used to swing Down by the garden hands with all of the neighbours And the colleens all as welcome as the flowers in May To dear old
Meet Branigan, Fannigan, Milligan, Duffy, McCuffy, Malachy, Rafferty, Lafferty, Donnelly, Dooley, O'Hooley, Muldowney, Madigan, Cadigan, Lanihan, Fagan, O'Hagan, O'Hoolihan, Shanihan, Manihan, Fogarty, Kelly, O'Kelly, McGuinness,
hands with your Uncle Mike, me boy And here is your sister, And there's the girl you used to Down by the gate hands with all of the neighbours And kiss the all as welcome as the flowers in May To dear old