Letras
Last night as I lay sleeping
A dream came to my mind
About a place I loved so well
The town I left behind
And down the years I wandered
To days so long ago
I swear to you I never saw
A face I didn't know
And sometimes when I'm lonesome
I think of where I'm from
On Cuba Street, where old friends meet
The Shannon where we swam
And I can see that old bog road
With turf piled to the sky
Oh Banagher, you'll be my town
Until the day I die
Again I walked the Lussner fields
Where often I did stray
And once again I saw old friends
The friends of yesterday
The Dolans and the Lunins
The Nalands and the Ryans
What memories these names evoke
Of far off happy times
And sometimes when I'm lonesome
I think of where I'm from
On Cuba Street, where old friends meet
The Shannon where we swam
And I can see that old bog road
With turf piled to the sky
Oh Banagher, you'll be my town
Until the day I die
Around the town I wandered
I knew my way so well
Then I saw the old sports field
Where first I learned to hurl
I heard the curlew's lonesome cry
Across the Callow still
I watched the crows fly 'round the ruins
Of Waller's falling mill
And sometimes when I'm lonesome
I think of where I'm from
On Cuba Street, where old friends meet
The Shannon where we swam
And I can see that old bog road
With turf piled to the sky
Oh Banagher, you'll be my town
Until the day I die
But now I'm in St. Louis
It's here I've made my home
I've watched my life drift slowly by
I've seen my children grown
And though this land's been good to me
And happiness I've found