On the first day of January, eighteen ninety-two
They opened Ellis Island and they let the people through
And the first to cross the treshold of that Isle of Hope and Tears
Was Annie Moore from Ireland who was all of fifteen years

Isle of Hope, Isle of Tears
Isle of Freedom, Isle of Fears
But it's not the isle you left behind
That Isle of Hunger, Isle of Pain
Isle you'll never see again
But the Isle of Home is always on your mind

In a little bag she carried all her past and history
And her dreams for the future in the land of liberty
And courage is the passport when your old world disappears
But there's no future in the past when you're fifteen years

Isle of Hope, Isle of Tears
Isle of Freedom, Isle of Fears
But it's not the isle you left behind
That Isle of Hunger, Isle of Pain
Isle you'll never see again
But the Isle of Home is always on your mind

When they closed down Ellis Island In nineteen fourty-three
Seventeen million people had come there for sanctuary
And in springtime when I came here and I stepped onto it's piers
I thought of how it must have been when you're fifteen years

Isle of Hope, Isle of Tears
Isle of Freedom, Isle of Fears
But it's not the isle you left behind
That Isle of Hunger, Isle of Pain
Isle you'll never see again
But the Isle of Home is always on your mind

Isle of Hope, Isle of Tears
Isle of Freedom, Isle of Fears
But it's not the isle you left behind
That Isle of Hunger, Isle of Pain
Isle you'll never see again
But the Isle of Home is always on your mind
The Isle of Home is always on your mind