I've been hearing you a-calling, my splendid emerald isle
And I promise I'll come home to you and settle for a while
Oh your shores they are a-spreading open arms that beckon me
And I promise that I'll listen and sail the open sea
They shall lay me down in that fertile ground
Where my father I did lay
And I'll be home never more to roam
And in Ireland I shall stay
For some day I'll tell my boyo about your dear old ways
And I'll tell him of my promises towards my ending days
He'll be hearing you a-calling, my splendid emerald isle
And he'll know to take me home to you to settle for a while
They shall lay me down in that fertile ground
Where my father I did lay
And I'll be home never more to roam
And in Ireland I shall stay