An Irish State of Mind
An Irish State of Mind July 20, 2013
In a New York bar, pretty far, with Donegal on my mind
Missing my country, miss my friends, in an Irish state of mind
Donegal town, Bundoran, Killybegs to Malin Head
I miss them all that’s for sure, that’s what an old man said
This is my new town; don’t know if I’ll stay
The Donegal feeling is with me every other day
I left sweet Gweedore behind me on that Irish shore
Sometimes I dream I’m home, who could ask for anything more
Just for a little while to walk an Irish mile
To be with them all, that brings a smile
Some future day I’ll be on my way to kiss that Blarney stone
When that day comes I’ll know for sure I’m home
In a New York bar, pretty far, with Donegal on my mind
Missing my country, miss my friends, in an Irish state of mind
Gerrard McGeachy
Copyright © Gerrard Mcgeachy | Year Posted 2016
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