I Miss My Home

[G]   [C]   [D]

Whe[G]n I was a baby boy,
Me ma[C]mmy said [D]to me,
"Don't m[G]ess around with them Irish Girls,
They'll [C]never let[D] you be!"
Well,[G] I went off to Dublin,
To [C]see [D]what I coul[Em]d see...
They[C] filled me up with whiskey, boys!   [D]
They never let me be!

I miss my h[G]ome!
The c[C]himney stacks and th[D]e cobbled streets I[G] roam,
[C]Wherever [D]I go, when I[G] find m[D]yself alon[C]e,   [C]
I just cl[C]ose my eyes and the[D] memories take me ho[G]me.

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!

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!

(Violin Solo)

[G]It's finally plain to see, [C]     [D]
[G]They'll never let you be,  [C]      [D]
[Em]I should have listened to all the thing[C]s,   [D]
Me mammy said to me!

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!

Well I just[C] close my eyes and th[D]e memories take m[G]e home.
I close my eyes and the memories take me home...
I close my eyes and the memories take me home...

Thanks!