Take me back to Ireland where the grass is always green

Take me back to rolling hills, the old stone houses never seen

Take me back to brooks that run in valleys far and wide

Take me back to its people and its breathtaking countryside

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Bring me laughter in old pubs and share a Guinness or two

Bring me accents sometimes hard to follow and bring me Irish stew

Let me see the craggy rocks that line the water shore

Let me walk across old bridges, see leprechauns and more

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Let me visit Castles grand upon hill tops were they still stand

Let me climb the steps of Blarney and kiss the Blarney Stone again

Let me take in all its history and its beauty that spans afar

Let me hear the young folk speak with kindness of their mam and da

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The valleys, the hills the quaint old pubs where people spread so much joy

Yes take me back to Ireland via plane or ship ahoy

I want to walk on grounds of old and feel the green grass beneath my feet

I want to return to Kerry and Cork, watch cows graze and hear sheep bleat

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I want to go back to Waterford, Killarney & Dublin too

I want to recapture the memories of old and make some memories of new

So grant me to see Ireland once more, the beautiful country that I love

Its culture, its character, the people… of these I shall never tire of