WELL, I DIDN'T
SEE MUCH FUTURE
WHEN I LEFT THE
CHRISTIAN BROTHERS SCHOOL
SO, I WAVED IT GOODBYE
WITH A WISTFUL SMILE
AND I LEFT THE GIRLS OF TUAM
AND SOMETIMES
WHEN I'M REMINISCIN'
I SEE THE PREFABS
AND MY OLD FRIENDS
AND I KNOW THAT THEY'LL
BE CHANGED OR GONE
BY THE TIME I GET HOME AGAIN
AND I WISH I WAS ON THE N17
STONE WALLS
AND THE GRASS IS GREEN
YES, I WISH I WAS ON THE N17
STONE WALLS
AND THE GRASS IS GREEN
TRAVELLIN' WITH JUST
MY THOUGHTS AND DREAMS
WELL, THE OLD FELLA
LEFT ME TO SHANNON
WAS THE LAST TIME
I TRAVELLED THAT ROAD
AND AS WE TURNED
LEFT AT CLAREGALWAY
I COULD FEEL
A LUMP IN MY THROAT
AS I PICTURE
THE THOUSANDS OF TIMES
THAT I'D TRAVELLED
THAT WELL-WORN TRACK
AND I KNOW THAT THINGS
WILL BE DIFFERENT
IF I EVER DECIDE TO GO BACK
AND I WISH I WAS ON THE N17
STONE WALLS
AND THE GRASS IS GREEN
YES, I WISH I WAS ON THE N17
STONE WALLS
AND THE GRASS IS GREEN
TRAVELLIN' WITH JUST
MY THOUGHTS AND DREAMS
NOW AS I TUMBLE
DOWN HIGHWAYS
OR ON FILTHY
OVERCROWDED TRAINS
THERE'S NO-ONE
TO TALK TO IN TRANSIT
SO, I SIT THERE
AND DAYDREAM IN VAIN
AND BEHIND ALL THESE
MUDDLED-UP PROBLEMS
OF LIVIN' ON A FOREIGN SOIL
I CAN STILL SEE THE TWISTS
AND TURNS IN THE ROAD
FROM THE SQUARE
TO THE TOWN OF THE TRIBES
AND I WISH I WAS ON THE N17
STONE WALLS
AND THE GRASS IS GREEN
YES, I WISH I WAS ON THE N17
STONE WALLS
AND THE GRASS IS GREEN
TRAVELLIN' WITH JUST
MY THOUGHTS AND DREAMS
OH, JUST
TRAVELLIN' WITH
MY THOUGHTS AND DREAMS
STONE WALLS
AND THE GRASS IS GREEN
STONE WALLS
AND THE GRASS IS GREEN
STONE WALLS
AND THE GRASS IS GREEN
STONE WALLS
AND THE GRASS IS GREEN
YEAH!