Mother Mo Chroi Lyrics - Pogues

It was 1962 and I was 

two years out of school 

When I got on board a boat 

That was bound for Liverpool 

The day we sailed away 

I remember it so well 

Took one look at the North Wall 

And bid a fond farewell 

It's a hard thing to leave the land 

of your childhood 

Touched by the rivers 

And kissed by the sea 

The places you played 

with your childhood companions 

To leave dear old Ireland and 

Mother Mo Chroi 

Though I'm going far away 

And I may never return here 

There is always one thing 

that I'll keep within me 

Deep in my heart a furious devotion 

The love of old Ireland 

And Mother Mo Chroi 

At the top of Pentonville Road 

I saw the sun setting 

The town laid out before me 

Looked beautiful to me 

Away from all the sighing 

The suffering and dying 

I dreamed of the future 

The young and the free