My Dream Of Ireland

Daniel Kemp

I first wrote this in 2015 as a song, but I’ve redone it today.

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I’ll cross the sea that lays before me
And swim ashore on foreign land.
There to rest my aching body
With the clover in my hand.

Farewell, my friends and neighbours,
Drink my health and wish me well.
One day perhaps we’ll drink together
On that shore beyond the swell.

Green and yellow call me onwards,
Fly me high and take me far.
Cast my dreams before my journey
Let no memory in me scar.

Blow you wind against the barley,
Sway light your golden ears.
Play the music soft and lowly
Castaway your wretched tears.

Today we drink and not be sober
In this land beyond the sea.
The grave we view is barren and empty,
Because the dream still lives in me.

Dear Mary come you back in summer,
Paint the meadows green with…

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