.Old Erin's daughter, Miss you and all
From St John's waters, it's a long, long haul
The grass grows greener when we are small
But it still greener in Donegal
And it's tooraly, tooraly, tooraly ay
I'm bound on ship for America
I'm never coming back till I don't know when<.>
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