As I stand above the starboard bow and watch the ocean foam As I view each new horizon I grow further from my home I'm sailing on a foreign ship, that's bound for Montreal But I'd give the world to make my destination Donegal
I would make my way from Malin to Bundoran through Raphoe Or Portsalon down to Killibegs by Creeslough and Dungloe I'd wander round Barnesbeg Gap but everyone I'd call And beyond the Blue stack maountains to the town of Donegal
Oh Donegal I miss you and I'll never understand Why I left you for those far off lands, against my hearts command Whatever fortune comes my way, whatever may befall I know I'll make my final destination Donegal