The thoughts of homeland are crowding my mind

Familiar places, come in to view

I see my home now, soon I'll see you.



We'll talk to the old folk, they're getting on

Treat them to late nights, sing a few songs

We'll talk of the neighbours and life in the town

There's so much to tell them, the days fly around.



Chorus:

This is my homeland, the place I was born in

No matter where I go it's in my soul

My feet may wander a thousand places

But my heart will lead me back home to my Donegal.



--- Instrumental ---



And then tomorrow we'll take a walk

Down to St. Marys to a sheltered spot

We'll kneel and pray there for the ones that're gone

And hope they're proud of, their wandering son.



Chorus:

This is my homeland, the place I was born in

No matter where I go it's in my soul

My feet may wander a thousand places

But my heart will lead me back home to my Donegal.



This is my homeland, the place I was born in

No matter where I go it's in my soul

My feet may wander a thousand places

But my heart will lead me back home to my Donegal.



Yes, my heart will lead me back home to my Donegal...