I often
think of home dear O 'Leary
When I am all alone and far away,
I sing an old refrain d 'Iuliae,
or it recalls to me a bygone day.
It takes me back again
to Meadow's Fair
Where sun light's golden rays
beam everywhere
My childhood joys again
come back to me
My mother's face in fancy too, I see
It was my mother taught me how to sing,
and to that memory my heart will cling.
I'm never sad and lone while on my way.
As long as I can sing till
the end.
O 'er years have passed and gone,
Dioulié,
And though my heart is young,
my head is grey,
Yet still the echoes ring, Dioulié,
And dear old memories forever stay.
My heart can bring me visions full of light,
And sweetest dreams
throughout the darkest night.
Of all that life can give,
that song is best.
I'll take it with me when I go to rest.
And when at last my journey
here is o 'er,
To err on, more joyfully than ere before,
For up to heaven I will take my lay.
And I, will sing to you.