Comin' Back To Miltown

As I sit and dream in Boston Beneath a starry sky,
Memories come crowding of the time I was a boy.
A barefoot happy lad I trod the wide wide streets of home,
A carefree lad with friends galore I was a fool to roam.

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But now I'm comin' back to Miltown, in a week I will be there,
Back to the friends I love so well In the good old County Clare.
I love the friendly neighbors I'll drink with all the boys,
I long to see the sadness leave my dear mother's eyes.

Near Quilty there's a beauty, her name it is Eileen,
I know that she is waiting there for me.
So no more I'll go a roamin', near Quilty I will stay,
And I'll wed my dark haired beauty, right a-way.

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So now I'm coming back to Miltown In a week I will be there,
Back to the friends I love so well In the good old County Clare.
I love the friendly neighbors I'll drink with all the boys,
I long to see the sadness leave my dear mother's eyes.