Come Back To Erin sing and play along

Come back to Erin, Mavourneen, Mavourneen.

Come back, aroon, to the land of my birth.

Come with the shamrocks and springtime,

Mavourneen, and its Killarney shall ring with our mirth.

Sure, when we lent ye to beautiful England,

little we thought of the lone winter days.

Little we thought of the hush of the starshine over the mountain,

the bluffs and the brays!

Then come back to Erin, Mavourneen,

Mavourneen. Come back again to the land of my birth.

Come back to Erin, Mavourneen, Mavourneen.

And its Killarney shall ring with our mirth.

Over the green sea, Mavourneen, Mavourneen,

long shone the white sail that bore thee away.

Riding the white waves that fair summer mornin',

just like a mayflow'r afloat on the bay.

Oh, but my heart sank when clouds came between us like a gray curtain the rain falling down.

Hid from my sad eyes the path o'er the ocean far,

far away where my Colleen had flown.

Then come back to Erin, Mavourneen,

Mavourneen. Come back again to the land of my birth.

Come back to Erin, Mavourneen, Mavourneen.

And its Killarney shall ring with our mirth.

ring with our mirth.