When The Boys Come Rolling Home - The Dubliners

I always will remember well the day we went away

Sailing out of Dublin in the morning

Our hopes were on tomorrow as we kissed the girls farewell

And our dreams were on the day of our returning

There’ll be dancin', romancin', and never more we’ll roam

There’ll be rollin' in the hay, there’ll be whiskey in the tay when the boys

come rolling home

We safely reached the other side in New York City fair;

In spite of wind and rain and stormy weather

We all sat down and drank a glass, and wished each other well

And we said that we’d be going back together

Now Del went up to Boston, and Sam to Buffalo

And Joe went down as far as Californie;

I used to get some letters then, but that was long ago;

And they always spoke of Ireland and returning

(Chorus followed by instrummental)

Well, I’m well over eighty now, my grandson’s by my bed;

And here I’m in Chicago and still scheming;

He says he’ll take me back again to rest my weary head;

And I’ll leave him a legacy of dreaming

(Chorus x2 then instrummental)