Who's here today, so far away
From the land where I was born
But still I smell the heather
Oh, I see her lake so grand
For every night it's my delight
I can see the homes of Donegal,
I see the moon behind the hill,
I can see my mother's homestead
from where the thatchin' gleams
I'll reach out and touch them
When they're in my exile's dream
From the Boyne to the Shallon
From the lagoon to the league
The likes I've never seen
That's in my exile's dream
Oh, now that I'm returning
To sweet Aaron's fragrant shores
My fortune made, my passage paid
Waits my Colleen, Mary Ann
With lips I've missed and longed to kiss
I'll take her by the hand
And we'll see the homes of Dolly Gold,
We'll see the moon behind the hill,
And we'll see my mother's homestead
From where the thatchin' gleams
I'll reach out and touch them
I'll reach out and touch them no more