Caught the magic bus aboard

In the cities there is worlds

Of wonderful stuff

Ive taken some trips

And Ive captured the buzz



But Ive had enough of this crowded place

Too many people, not enough space

Ive got some songs Id like to put down

I hear Kennys got 24 tracks now



Oh, you as God, Im telling you straight

Im on my way and I just cant wait

For the air and the bed in my old room

Cause Im going back to Tuam,

Im going back to Tuam,

Im going back to Tuam



I miss the walking up the street,

Every few yards theres someone to meet

Will you go for a lunch 

Or I might have two

The port tastes great in the afternoon



Oh myself and herself have broken up

I know youll all say that its all for luck

And that time is a healer, it heals our wounds

I hope it starts on mine real soon



Oh, you as God, Im telling you straight

Im on my way and I just cant wait

For the air and the bed in my old room

Cause Im going back to Tuam,

Im going back to Tuam,

Im going back to Tuam



And they moved across the musty lakes

Walking around the square

And someone told me Joel Backs skirted

Hes gone to God knows where



Are the football dreams still standing

After last Sundays match

Is the Rusty Vaults still the same

Is there music in the patch

Oh, you as God, Im telling you straight

Im on my way and I just cant wait

For the air and the bed in my old room

Cause Im going back to Tuam,

Im going back to Tuam,

Im going back to



Oh, you as God, Im telling you straight,

Im on my way and I just cant wait,

For the air and the bed in my old room,

Cause Im going back to Tuam,

Im going back to Tuam,

Im going back,

My bags are packed,

Im going back to Tuam