I've been hearing you a-calling, my splendid emerald isle And I promise I'll come home to you and settle for a while Oh your shores they are a-spreading open arms that beckon me And I promise that I'll listen and sail the open sea They shall lay me down in that fertile ground Where my father I did lay And I'll be home never more to roam And in Ireland I shall stay For some day I'll tell my boyo about your dear old ways And I'll tell him of my promises towards my ending days He'll be hearing you a-calling, my splendid emerald isle And he'll know to take me home to you to settle for a while They shall lay me down in that fertile ground Where my father I did lay And I'll be home never more to roam And in Ireland I shall stay