It goes something like this. I got it from Kevin Mitchell years ago and my memory might play tricks. But then, that's traditional !

To the back parts of Amerikay, my love I'll go seek;
For it's there I know no-one and no-one knows me.
And if I don't find her I'll return home no more,
Like a poor lonesome wanderer far away from Culmore.

I have my doubts about the "lonesome".

Annraoi