Текст песни Green Rolling Hills of My Home - The Irish Rovers
Well
I'm
bidding
farewell
to
the
land
of
my
childhood
Where
friends
and
relations
remain
With
me
heart
full
of
woe
It
grieves
me
to
go
But
I
mean
to
return
once
again
The
land
that
I
love
can
no
longer
support
us
The
hunger
and
cold
takes
no
rest
The
blight
on
the
fields
Leave
little
to
yield
And
the
landlords
take
only
the
best
So
I'm
sailing
away
At
the
dawn
of
the
day
But
no
matter
where
I
chance
to
roam
Me
heart
it
will
yearn
'Til
the
day
I
return
To
the
green
rolling
hills
of
my
home
The
old
ones
they
say
that
the
voyage
is
folly
To
cross
the
Atlantical
sea
And
many
before
Who
sailed
from
the
shore
Well
they
never
reached
sweet
liberty
So
I'm
sailing
away
At
the
dawn
of
the
day
But
no
matter
where
I
chance
to
roam
Me
heart
it
will
yearn
'Til
the
day
I
return
To
the
green
rolling
hills
of
my
home
And
if
I
should
somehow
be
one
of
the
chosen
To
reach
North
America's
shore
Come
hardship
or
pain
I
will
never
complain
At
what
providence
might
have
in
store
So
I'm
sailing
away
At
the
dawn
of
the
day
But
no
matter
where
I
chance
to
roam
Me
heart
it
will
yearn
'Til
the
day
I
return
To
the
green
rolling
hills
of
my
home
Kind
fate,
blow
ye
winds
both
gentle
and
easy
And
guide
us
safe
over
the
foam
I'll
hope
and
I'll
pray
To
return
one
fine
day
To
the
green
rolling
hills
of
my
home
So
I'm
sailing
away
At
the
dawn
of
the
day
But
no
matter
where
I
chance
to
roam
Me
heart
it
will
yearn
'Til
the
day
I
return
To
the
green
rolling
hills
of
my
home
Oh,
me
heart
it
will
yearn
'Til
the
day
I
return
To
the
green
rolling
hills
of
my
home
To
the
green
rolling
hills
of
my
home
1 Saints and Sinners
2 Shanghaied Again
3 Irishman in Paris
4 Tis of My Rambles
5 Braidwater Mill
6 Green Rolling Hills of My Home
7 The Star of the County Down
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