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

At the time Uncle Benjy was a in Brooklyn
And me father the youngest, looked after the
When a from America said
the lad over'
And the oul fella said 'Sure wouldn't do any for I've spent me life working this dirty old ground
For a few pints of porter and the smell of a
sure maybe there's you'll learn or you'll see
And you can bring it back home make it on me

So I landed at and a big yellow taxi
Carried me and me bags through the and the rain
Well me poor heart was thumpin around excitement
And I hardly even heard what the driver was
We in the Shore Parkway to the faltlands of Brooklyn
To me Uncle's apartment on East
I was so happy I was humming a song and I sang "You're as free as a bird"

Well to shorten 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
Poor was lying in a cold city morgue.
Well I phoned up the old fella told him the
I could tell he
Hardly stand up in his and he wept as he told me
'Go with the plans
And not to forget be a proud Irish

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

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