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Well I didn't see much future

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When I left the Christian brothers school

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So I waved it goodbye with a wistful smile

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And I left the girls of Tuam

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And sometimes when I'm reminiscing

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I see the prefabs and my old friends

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And I know that they'll be changed or gone

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By the time I get home again

Chorus

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And I wish I was on that N 17

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(Stone walls and the grasses green)

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Yes I wish I was on that N 17

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(Stone walls and the grasses green)

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Travelling with just my thoughts and dreams

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Well the ould fella left me to Shannon

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Was the last time I travelled that road

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and as I turned left at Claregalway

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I could feel a lump in my throat

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As I pictured the thousands of times

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That I travelled that well worn track

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And I know that things would be different

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If I ever decide to go back

Chorus

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Now as I tumble down highways

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Or filthy overcrowded trains

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There's no one to talk to in transit

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So I sit there and daydream in vain

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And behind all these muddled up problems

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Of living on a foreign soil

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I can still see the twists and turns on the road

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From the square to the town of the tribes

Chorus X2