Christy Moore - The City of Chicago lyrics

In the City of Chicago As the evening shadows fall There are people dreaming Of the hills of Donegal 1847 was the year it all began Deadly pains of hunger drove a million from the land They journeyed not for glory Their motive wasn't greed A voyage of survival across the stormy sea To the City of Chicago As the evening shadows fall There are people dreaming Of the hills of Donegal Some of them knew fortune Some of them knew fame More of them knew hardship And died upon the plain They spread throughout the nation They rode the railroad cars Brought their songs ant music to ease their lonely hearts To the City of Chicago As the evening shadows fall There are people dreaming Of the hills of Donegal