Home Is Where My Friends Are

I'd like to introduce you to the band that's playing

All the way where we came from, you don't want to know

Going down to Tager, play for pints of lager

I'm just following the road, I go to Donegal


Home is where my friends are

You are all part of me

I leave you with this song

Are you comming, are you going, are you trying to stop


Play six and reels and jigs at one time, I just think

I'm going fine

I don't care what's going on and I could be alone

Coming through St. Prady's and all the pretty ladies

But none of them is as beautiful as down in Donegal


I love ladies, I can't get enough I dance with them

'till my legs fall of

Pretty ladies I see them and side by side we go

I'm drinking 'till I'm pissed of, going 'till I have to

mud down

In the bars of Rotterdam I dream of Donegal


I love you true Alida but I think I'm gonna leave you

I don't want to sit at your place watching years go by

Sitting with your fatty on your ugly satty

I'm dreaming away the plans I've got when I return in


The barman rings the bell, in announcement to


"Have you got no homes to go to"

And I sing: "I ain't got no home in this world anymore

I'm just passing through"

(You don't have to go home, but you can't stay here)


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