(Michael Goldsen)



It seems like only yesterday I sailed from Gounty Cork

A wanderer from Erin's Isle I landed in New York

There wasn't a soul to greet me there a stranger on your shore

But Irish luck was with me here and riches came galore.



And now that I'm going back again to dear old Erin's Isle

My grandpa will meet me on the pier and greet me with a smile

Their faces sure I've almost forgot I've been so long away

But me mother will introduce them all and this to me will say.



Shake hands with your Uncle Mike my girl and here is your sister Kate

And there's the girl you used to swing down by the garden gate

Shake hands with all of the neighbours and kiss the colleens all

You're as welcome as the flowers in May to dear old Donnegal.



Meet Branigan, Fannigan, Milligan, Gilligan, Duffy, McCuffy, Malachy, Mahone

Rafferty, Lafferty, Donnelly, Connelly, Dooley, O'Hooley, Muldowney, Malone

Madigan, Cadigan, Lanihan, Flanihan, Fagan, O'Hagan, O'Hoolihan, Flynn

Shanihan, Manihan, Fogarty, Hogarty, Kelly, O'Kelly, McGuinnes, McGuinn.



Shake hands with your Uncle Mike my girl and here is your sister Kate

And there's the girl you used to swing down by the garden gate

Shake hands with all of the neighbours and kiss the colleens all

You're as welcome as the flowers in May to dear old Donnegal...