I Miss My Home Lyrics - How Are We Getting Home? - Gaelic Storm

When I was a baby boy, 

Me mammy said to me, 

"Don't mess around with them Irish Girls, 

They'll never let you be!" 

I went off to Dublin, 

To see what I could see... 

They filled me up with whiskey, boys! 

They never let me be! 

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I miss my home! 

The chimney stacks and the cobbled streets I roam, 

Wherever I go, when I find myself alone, 

I just close my eyes and the memories take me home. 

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When I was a little boy, 

Me mammy said to me, 

Don't mess around with them French girls, they'll never let you be, 

I took a trip to Paris, France, 

To see what I could see... 

They filled me up with Ooh la la! 

They never let me be! 

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When I was a young man, 

Me mammy said to me, 

Stay away from all those Yankee girls, 

They'll never let you be, 

So I went to New York City, 

To see what I could see, 

They put mustard on me hot dog, boys! 

They never let me be! 

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It's finally plain to see, 

They'll never let you be, 

I should have listened to all the things, 

Me mammy said to me! 

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And now I am an old man, 

At the age of 93 

I'm on my way to heaven, boys, 

To see what I can see, 

St. Peter's at them pearly gates, 

And as he opens up the door, 

He says you're not finished yet me b'yyyy! 

You're goin' back for more! 

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