Lyrics

It was not an easy choice To uproot and board a plane One last glimpse of Ireland Fore she raised above the clouds She landed in Australia A world away from fields of green Found a way to make a living Still sees Ireland when she dreams Oh no, not me Says she, she doesn't want to be So far away from family So far across the sea She wishes one day to be back among her own And the green, green grass of Ireland Her home There's a longing in her heart To breathe the clean, fresh air of home Feel the dew rest in the evening See her nephew, to see how he's grown Alas she had to emigrate An Australian dollar she must make Still in her heart, there is desire To see the green, green grass of home Oh no, not me Says she, she doesn't want to be So far away from family So far across the sea She wishes one day to be back among her own And the green, green grass of Ireland Her home
Writer(s): Eugene Rowe Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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