There is a dear home that I left behind me. Far beyond the green mountains in Ireland some where. Its the home of my childhood where I roamed and rambled. Banada a coshla my heart travels there. O Banada mavoureen theres one heart that loves you. Your charming old beauty again I can see. As I lay down to slumber in a far foreign pillow I dream of you Banada a cushla mo croidhe. Chorus Farewell: lovely Banada: farewell to the Shamrock.
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