Garden Valley

This is really not my home Oh where are you my lovely Jenny? I'm afraid and all alone There is no peace for me And I'm sitting in the stranger's room Playing at the stranger's table Shining empty like the moon There is no peace for me But in the darkness struggle cold I think about a garden valley Gentle as the leaves unfold Singing out along the Tay Distant and so far away There is no peace for me I'm blinded by your city lights I wander through these fearful places The colours fade to black and white There is no peace for me And these are not the friends I know These are not their smiling faces A desert that no-one should know There is no peace for me But in the darkness struggle cold I think about a garden valley Gentle as the leaves unfold Singing out along the Tay Distant and so far away There is no peace for me Now I know and feel it well Poor immigrants' deep sunken feeling Standing at the gates of Hell There is no peace for me Burned out by their master's greed Cruel exile transportation Robbed of every love and need There is no peace for me But in the darkness struggle cold I think about a garden valley Gentle as the leaves unfold Singing out along the Tay Distant and so far away There is no peace for me