I cry every time I leave Ireland
It hurts me to bid you adieu
From Dublin to Galway and Mayo
It’s a real love affair I’ll tell you

When the plane rises out over Shannon
And Limerick lies down there below
There’s a part of my heart still in Ireland
Many miles from the old Shenandoah

Tipperary lies south in my memory
Donegal and Tyrone are there too
May the luck of the Irish be with me
As America I head back to you

Well I love my home in Missouri
And the wide rollin’ rivers we know
But I still hear those soft Irish voices
They’re with me wherever I go

Like an old friend I still hear you calling
As I sing ‘neath the Old Ozark moon
In Ireland the land of the dreamers
I’ll be with you again someday soon

Tipperary lies south in my memory
Donegal and Tyrone are there too
May the luck of the Irish be with me
As America I head back to you

Tipperary lies south in my memory
Donegal and Tyrone are there too
May the luck of the Irish be with me
As America I head back to you

May the luck of the Irish be with me
As America I head back to you