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BARNEY, COME HOME
(Collected by Nathan D. Rose from Seamus Duffy, Aghamore, Co. Mayo, 1988.)

Ah, I just got a letter from my dear old mother.
She wants her dear boy to come home.
But that I can't do, dear mother, for you;
I'm an exile and here I must roam.
She said her heart's breaking; there's no one to care her.
The cot I was born in is now all alone.
My poor father's dead. O think of her trouble!
"O Barney, dear Barney, come home."

CHORUS: "Barney, come home," she said in the letter.
I know she's old and I cannot forget her.
I'm an exile from Erin. In America I roam,
But when Ireland's free, mother, your Barney'll come home.

This is the letter I got from my mother.
It's years since I had one before,
And it makes my heart sad when I think of poor Dad.
He's gone where I'll ne'er see him more.
'Tis a pardon she wants from the Queen for to get me,
But I'll write and tell her to leave it alone.
I'll wait till the sun shines from the crossroads in Ireland,
And if you're living then, Mother, your Barney'll come home. CHORUS