Fureys - Dublin

She says he must go like wise you did so for a week maybe two You try to forget
Refuse to give in, but you can't help thinking, of her beauty,
She beckons again, becons you home once again,

Take me back to the one I love to her beauty, she becons again
Take me back to the one I love, to her beauty she becons again, becons me home once again

On you'r return you find nothing has changed
She protects, she provides, for her own.
She'll meet you half way she sends you on your way.
And her beauty she beconds again, beconds you home once again.

Take me back to the one I love, to her beauty
She becons again
Take me back to the one I love, to her beauty
She becons again

Dublin, sweet Dublin
Welcomes me home once again
Take me back to the one I love again
Dublin sweet Dublin
Welcomes me home once again