My America 歌词

Come, brothers, come, sisters, come, feeble, old and grey For the famine, it has broken, so we're bound for america For it is the land of plenty, where in gold the streets are paved Till the hearth is green in Carrig down, I'll no return again Come, brothers, come, sisters, come, feeble, old and grey For the famine, it has broken, so we're bound for america For it is the land of plenty, where in gold the streets are paved Till the hearth is green in Carrig down, I'll no return again Oh, my America The land of dreams so far away The emerald isles they shine so bright no more I'll send a kiss across the ocean And you're just a dream away For dreams become reality in my America Farewell the groves of Ireland, cross the ocean to my call For the winter skies grow colder like the summer to my fall So blow the winds of fortune, be still you raging waves Till the hearth is green in Carrig down, I'll no return again Oh, my America The land of dreams so far away The emerald isles they shine so bright no more I'll send a kiss across the ocean And you're just a dream away For dreams become reality in my America Oh, my America The land of dreams so far away The emerald isles they shine so bright no more I'll send a kiss across the ocean And you're just a dream away For dreams become reality in my America Till the hearth is green in Carrig down I'll no return again