[C[i’ve roamed the [G7] world and [F]stepped on [C] many shore.
I’ve played my[F] tune
and sung my[G7] song a time[C] or more.
I’ve lived my[F] life and filled my days as best[C] i can,
So now i[G7]
leave the roving life to[C] younger men.
And should it[F] ever chance i die be[G7]fore i [C]wake,
I pray the[G7] lord
my soul will[C take----
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[F]back to the [G7]waters that[C] run clear and
clean,
To the [F]moors and the meadows
Where the[C grass, it[G7] is so green.
There i’ll[F] rest in the [G7]
night by the [cCflickerin’[F] firelight
[C]home, safely[G7] home, once[C ]again
I’m not the springtime lad that once i used to be,
No more the rowdy nights nor young colleens for me.
It’s
home to hearth and fire and a nice hot cup of tea,
And it’s to bed by ten to end another day.- - -
And if the
dream i dare to dream should ‘ere come true,
Why, then i’d ask you lord, if there’s a thing you’d
do - - --
Take me back to the waters that run clear and clean
To the moors and the
meadows
And the hills that are so green,
There i’ll lay in my bed with the sweet sod o’er my head
Home,
safely home, once again.
There i’ll lay in my bed with the sweet sod o’er
my head
And i’ll be home, safely home, once again.
