Going Back to Ireland - Bagatelle

I´m going back to Ireland in the morning

Gonna try to find my way back home

Have seen enough

But I got some money so

I´m going to buy me a ticket

And tomorrow I´ll be sitting in

My home town with my friends

And I won´t have to

Listen to the overhead trains

And I won´t have to

Use the air conditioner again

Maybe if I wanted to

I could work out on the land

Or even play piano in a rock`n rolling band

And I will see the sun rise in the morning

And the wind will sing a song

When I find my way back home

And all the lonelyness have gone

And I´ll still be moving on

And tomorrow I´ll be sitting in

My home town with my friends

And I won´t have to listen

To the overhead trains

And I won´t have to

Use the air conditioner again

Maybe if I wanted to

I could work out on the land

Or even play piano in a rock`n rolling band

I hope it hasn´t changed too much

In this five long years

I wonder if the rivers are

Still running free and clearly

Gonna need some travelling

To see it all once more

So I packed my dirty suitcase

Set it down beside the door

And I won´t have to listen

To the overhead trains

And I won´t have to use

The air conditioner again

Maybe if I wanted to

I could work out on the land

Or even play piano in

A rock`n rolling band

And I´m going back to Ireland in the morning

Gonna try to find my way back home