I have now got the complete words of 'My Father's House' (When I Was Young) by P. J. Murrihy:

My Father's House (When I Was Young)
(P. J. Murrihy)

The Gable wall, is all that's left now
The Old Thatch Cottage is falling down,
I dried my eyes, as I sadly remember
It not long ago, when I was young

In my Father's house, we were poor, but rich in love,
No TV but music's there were plenty of,
And my mama hum, for mellow geese and we all sang along

In my Father's house, when I was young
Come the time when I am older,
My own children are reared and gone
I wondered then, if they fondly remember,
It was not long ago, when they were young

In my Fathers house, a style will greet you at the door
A friendly words weary travellers there was a welcome for
And at night time neighbours scrambled in and might stayed till 12 or 1
In My Fathers house, when I was young.

Years has passed and time are changing
Rambling house is almost gone,
But still I hear the laughter of children
Just like long ago, when I was young

In my Father's house, we were poor, but rich in love,
No TV but good time there were plenty of,
We made the best of what we had and we sang a happy songs

In My Father's House, when I was young
In My Father's House, when I was young