| Ó chaitheas-sa seal i measc na bponcán | Oh I spent a time in the land of the yanks |
| Ag codailt amuigh fé chrann mo dhóchais | Sleeping out under the tree of my hope |
| Ag réabadh fallaí a thóg m'athair romham | Tearing down walls my father had built before me |
| Idir é is an doicheall i bhfuinneog a súl | Between himself and the window of suspicion of their eyes |
| Curfá: | Chorus: |
| 'Sea thugadar go fial dúinn a raibh acu le tabhairt | Yeah, they gave us generously what they had to give |
| Bata is bóthar is fonn abhaile | The stick and the road and the longing to go home |
| 'Sea téir abhaile go h-ifreann | Yes, go home to hell |
| Is fan sa bhaile in Éirinn | And stay home in Ireland |
| Is chuas ina dhiaidh sin go Londain groí | And I went after that to greater London |
| Mo dhá láimh liom is mé liom féin | My two hands hanging and me on my own |
| Dá mbeinnse céad bliain ag doras Sheáin Bhuí | If I was a hundred years at the door of John Bull |
| Ní bhfaighinn bheith istigh i ngar dá chroí | I wouldn't get in close to his heart |
| Curfá | Chorus |
| Is bhíos ag a' deireadh i ndeireadh an domhain | And I was in the end at the end of the world |
| Ag luí béal faoi i bpoll an uaignis | Lying face down in the pool of loneliness |
| Ag scríobadh na cré i dtrínse ró mhór | Scratching at the clay in a trench too wide |
| A bhí chomh cúng le huaigh mo linbh | That was as narrow as the grave of my child |
| Curfá | Chorus |
| Is bhíos-sa lá i dtír na ndall | And one day I went to the land of the blind |
| Ag iarraidh dídean ó racht na farraige | Looking for shelter from the rage of the sea |
| Ní bhfuaireas-sa ann ach airgead ag méileach | All I found there was the bleating of money |
| Is fliuchadh mo bhéil de mo dheora féin | And the wetting of my mouth from my own tears |
| 'Sea thugadar go fial dúinn a raibh acu le tabhairt | Yeah, they gave us generously what they had to give |
| Bata is bóthar is fonn abhaile | The stick and the road and the longing to go home |
| 'Sea téir abhaile go h-ifreann | Yes, go home to hell |
| Is fan sa bhaile as Éirinn... | And stay home from Ireland... |