Home To Donegal

The lights of [A]London, are far be[D]hind

The thoughts of h[Bm]omeland are crowding my [E]mind

Familiar [A]places, come in to [D]view

I see my [A]home now,[E] soon I'll see [A]you.

We'll talk to the [A]old folk, they're getting [D]on

Treat them to [Bm]late nights, sing a few [E]songs

We'll talk of the [A]neighbours and life in the [D]town

There's so much to [A]tell them,[E] the days fly [A]around.

This is my [A]homeland, the place I was [D]born in

No matter where [A]I go it's in my [E]soul

My feet may [A]wander a thousand [D]places

But my heart will [A]lead me back [E]home to my [A]Donegal.

[A]  [D]  [A]  [E]
[A]  [D]  [A]  [E]  [A]

And then [A]tomorrow we'll take a [D]walk

Down to St. [Bm]Marys to a sheltered [E]spot

We'll kneel and [A]pray there for the ones that're [D]gone

And hope they're [A]proud of,[E] their wandering [A]son.

Yes, my [A]heart will lead me back [E]home to my [A]Donegal...