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A DISTANT LAND TO ROAM

I remember very well
On one dark and dreary day
Just as I was leaving home
For a distant land to roam

Mother said (mother said)
My dear boy (my dear boy)
I hope to see you next year again
Fare you well (fare you well)
Fare you well (fare you well)
So I left my dear old home
For a distant land to roam

Now I've wandered far away
From my home I've gone astray
Now I'm coming, coming home
Never more from thee to roam

And these words she said to me
As she took me by the hand
If on earth we meet no more
May we meet at God's right hand

Cheers!
Ian