My dads mom and dad Came over on a boat Expecting freedom and Lanes paved in gold But what they didn't know Is what they were told Were lies and folklore They died fore i was born x2 They were not the only ones Many more on them boats Some didn't make over And died on the water Many weeks at sea They reached nyc Instead of golden streets They seen a women that was green No house or a job Just a dream and each other Packed up all their belongings And hopped on the bus After a month in new york They traveled up Stayed in new zealand And arrived in clevlenad It wasn't what they thought But don't get me wrong They had some good times But i doubt it was what they want But back in their time Things were a lot better Home of the free Was something that mattered Many wars pa**ed The years go fast When u caught up in the cycle The country broadcast My grandpa died young I'm stuck with this thought I hope he went home Least one more time
My dads mom and dad Came over on a boat Expecting freedom and Lanes paved in gold But what they didn't know Is what they were told Were lies and folklore They died fore i was born x2 Its crazy if they stayed I would be here Cuz my parents wouldn't have And i wouldn't have your ear bu*terfly effect The world coulda ended 2 boat tickets Controlled what happens Its crazy to think That most my blood overseas And I'm the second generation That was born of here I'm proud to a point But it doesn't feel right My brain doesn't belong This isn't my way of life Im goin to move away Just don't know where Back to ireland Or a whole new land A placem thats free With no steep taxes That bury u in a hole And tease u with the ladder A plain and simple place That takes u as u mare Not judging rumors Or j**els and your car The full circle funny Its all part the cycle They came for opportunity Now I'm following behind them