Boys from County Mayo

Boys from County Mayo - Connie Foley

Far away from the land

Of the Shamrock and heather

In search of a living

As exiles we roam

Whenever we chance

To assemble together

We think of the land

Where we once had a home

These homes are destroyed

And our soil confiscated

The hand of the tyrant

Brought plunder and woe

The fires are now quenched

And our hearts desolated

In our once happy homes

In the County Mayo

Long years have since passed

With our hearts full of sorrow

The land of the Shamrock

We left far behind

How we would like to

Go back there tomorrow

To the scenes of our youth

Which we still bear in mind

The days of our childhood

It's now we regret them

They cling to our vision

Wherever we go

And the friends of our youth

We will never forget them

They too are exiled

From the County Mayo

From Galway to Dublin

From Derry to Kerry

In New York and Frisco

And Boston also

In Pittsburg Chicago

Detroit and Toronto

There are stout-hearted men

From the County Mayo

So boys cling together

In all kinds of weather

Don't show the white feather

Wherever you go

Be like a brother

And help one another

Like true hearted men

From the County Mayo