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I was 18yrs old
I went down to Dublin with a
Of money and a cartload of
"Take your time" said me
rushing like hell and remember all is not what it seems to be
For there's fellas that cut ye for the coat on yer back
or the watch that you got your mother so take care me young bucko
And mind yourself well and will ya give this wee note to me

At the time Uncle was a policeman in Brooklyn
And me father the youngest, after the farm
When a phonecall America said
'Send the lad
And the oul fella said 'Sure wouldn't do any harm' for I've spent me life working dirty old ground
For a few pints of and the smell of a pound
maybe there's something you'll learn or you'll see
And you can bring it back make it easy on me

So I landed at and a big yellow taxi
Carried me and me bags through the streets and the
Well me poor heart was thumpin around with
And I hardly heard what the driver was sayin
We came in the Shore Parkway to the of Brooklyn
To me Uncle's on East 53rd
I was feeling so happy I was humming a and I sang "You're as free as a bird"

Well to the story what I found out that day was that Benjy was shot down in an uptown foray and while I was flying my way to New York
Poor Benjy was lying in a cold morgue.
Well I phoned up the old fella him the news
I tell he could
Hardly stand up in his shoes and he as he told me
'Go ahead the plans
And not to forget be a Irish man'

So I went to Nellies beside road and i started to learn about lifting the load
But the heaviest thing that I that year
Was the bittersweet thought of my hometown so
I went home that December the oul fella died
Had to borrow the money from Phil on the
And all the bright and brass couldn't hide
The wasted face of me father

I sold up the oul farmyard for it was worth and into my bag stuck
A handful of earth I boarded a train and I caught me a plane
And I found meself in the US again
It's been 22yrs
set foot in Dublin
Me kids know to use the correct and fork
But I'll forget the green grass and the rivers
As I keep law and order in the of New York.