The garden of Eden has vanished they say

But I know the lie of it still

Just turn to the left at the bridge of Finea

And stop when half way to Coote Hill

'Tis there I will find it I know sure enough

When fortune has come to my call

Oh, the grass it is green

Around Ballyjamesduff

And the blue sky is over it all

And tones that are tender and tones that are gruff

Are whispering over the sea

"Come back Paddy Reilly to Ballyjamesduff

Come home Paddy Reilly to me"



My mother once told me that when I was born

The day that I first saw the light

I looked down the street on that very frist morn

And gave a great crow of delight

Now most newborn babies appear in a huff

And start with a sorrowful squall

But I knew I was born in Ballyjamesduff

And that's why I smile on them all

The baby's a man now, he's toil-worn and tough

Still whipsers come over the sea

"Come back Paddy Reilly to Ballyjamesduff

Come home Paddy Reilly to me"