Gaelic Storm I Miss My Home
			
When I was a baby boy, 
Me mammy said to me, 
"Don't mess around with them Irish Girls, 
They'll never let you be!" 
I went off to Dublin, 
To see what I could see... 
They filled me up with whiskey, boys! 
They never let me be! 
I miss my home! 
The chimney stacks and the cobbled streets I roam, 
Wherever I go, when I find myself alone, 
I just close my eyes and the memories take me home. 
When I was a little boy, 
Me mammy said to me, 
Don't mess around with them French girls, they'll never let you be, 
I took a trip to Paris, France, 
To see what I could see... 
They filled me up with Ooh la la! 
They never let me be! 
I miss my home! 
The chimney stacks and the cobbled streets I roam, 
Wherever I go, when I find myself alone, 
I just close my eyes and the memories take me home. 
When I was a young man, 
Me mammy said to me, 
Stay away from all those Yankee girls, 
They'll never let you be, 
So I went to New York City, 
To see what I could see, 
They put mustard on me hot dog, boys! 
They never let me be! 
I miss my home! 
The chimney stacks and the cobbled streets I roam, 
Wherever I go, when I find myself alone, 
I just close my eyes and the memories take me home. 
It's finally plain to see, 
They'll never let you be, 
I should have listened to all the things, 
Me mammy said to me! 
I miss my home! 
The chimney stacks and the cobbled streets I roam, 
Wherever I go, when I find myself alone, 
I just close my eyes and the memories take me home. 
And now I am an old man, 
At the age of 93 
I'm on my way to heaven, boys, 
To see what I can see, 
St. Peter's at them pearly gates, 
And as he opens up the door, 
He says you're not finished yet me b'yyyy! 
You're goin' back for more! 
I miss my home! 
The chimney stacks and the cobbled streets I roam, 
Wherever I go, when I find myself alone, 
I just close my eyes and the memories take me home.