Gaelic Storm - I Miss My Home lyrics

When I was a baby boy me mammy said to me
"Don't mess around with them Irish Girls
They'll never let you be!"
I went off to Dublin to see what I could see
They filled me up with whiskey, boys!
They never let me be!

I miss my home! The chimney stacks and the
Cobbled streets I roam
Wherever I go, when I find myself alone
I just close my eyes and
The memories take me home
When I was a little boy me mammy said to me
Don't mess around with them French girls
They'll never let you be
I took a trip to Paris, France
To see what I could see
They filled me up with Ooh la la!
They never let me be!

When I was a young man me mammy said to me
Stay away from all those Yankee girls
They'll never let you be
So I went to New York City
To see what I could see
They put mustard on me hot dog, boys!
They never let me be!

It's finally plain to see
They'll never let you be
I should have listened to all the things
Me mammy said to me!

And now I am an old man at the age of 93
I'm on my way to heaven, boys
To see what I can see
St peter's at them pearly gates
And as he opens up the door
He says you're not finished yet me b'yyyy!
You're goin' back for more!