The lights of London are far behind
My thoughts of homeland are crowding my mind
Familiar places come in to view
I see my home now, soon I'll see you
We'll talk to the old folks, sure they're getting on
Treat them to late nights and sing a few songs
We'll talk of the neighbours of the life on the town
There's so much to tell them of the days that are gone
This is my homeland, the place I was born in
No matter where I roam, it's in my soul
My feet may wander a thousand places
But my heart will lead me back home to my Donegal
And then tomorrow, we'll take a walk
Down by Saint Marys, to a sheltered spot
We'll kneel and we'll pray there for the ones that are gone
And hope they'll remember their wandering son
This is my homeland, the place I was born in
No matter where I roam, it's in my soul
My feet may wander a thousand places
But my heart will lead me back home to my Donegal
This is my homeland, the place I was born in
No matter where I roam, it's in my soul
My feet may wander a thousand places
But my heart will lead me back home to my Donegal
My heart will lead me back home to my Donegal