Song of Ireland

One, two, three, four I remember Daddy playing on the violin Jigs and reels That he brought from Ireland And I'm the first born in America, my friend I have never been there But someday I'll take a trip Across the ocean on a big long silver ship Hear them sing those songs I learned from Mama's lips I just close my eyes And I can almost see Those shamrock hills And those forty shades of green And the roots that tie me to a land I've never known Are calling me home Are calling me home Sun shines through my window Here in Tennessee God sure made this a pretty place to be But sometimes It just don't feel like home to me So I close my eyes And I can almost see Those shamrock hills And those forty shades of green And the roots that tie me To a land I've never known Are calling me home Are calling me home Are calling me home