1. I can hear the bells of Dublin In this lonely waiting room And the paperboys are singing in the rain Not too long before they take us To the airport and the night To get on board a trans-atlantic plane We've got nothing left to stay for We've got no more left to save And there isn't any work for us to do So farewell you boys and girls Another Bloody flight of Earlls Our best asset is our best export too. 2. It's not for the fear of Cromwell That makes us leave this time We're not goin' to join McAlpine's fusilieres We've got brains and we've got vision We've got education too But we just can't throw away these precious years And so we walk the streets of London And the streets of Baltimore And we meet at night in several Boston Bars We're the leaders of the future But we're far away from home And we dream of you beneath the Irish stars.

3. As we look on Ellis Island And the lady in the bay And Manhattan turns to face another Sunday We just wonder what you're doin' But to bring a song back home As we look forward to another Monday Because there's nothing more that scares us We don't mind an honest job And we know things will get better once again So a thousand times adeiu We've got Bono and U2 And now we're missin' is the Guinness and the rain. 4. So switch off your new computers Cause the writin' is on the wall We're leavin' as our father's did before Take a look at Dublin airport At the boat that leaves North wall There'll be no youth on 'em climbing any more Because their over here in Queensland And parts of New South Wales And they are on the seas and airways and the trains And if we've see better days Those big planes go both ways And we'll all be coming home to you again.

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