When The Boys Come Rolling Home

I always will remember well

The day we went away

Sailing out of Dublin in the morning

Our hopes were on tomorrow as we kissed the girls farewell

And our dreams were on the day of our returning

There'll be dancin', romancin', and never more we'll roam

There'll be rollin' in the hay

There'll be whiskey in the tay

When the boys come rolling home

We safely reached the other side in New York City fair

In spite of wind and rain and stormy weather

We all sat down and drank a glass

And wished each other well

And we said that we'd be going back together

There'll be dancin', romancin', and never more we'll roam

There'll be rollin' in the hay

There'll be whiskey in the tay

When the boys come rolling home

Now Del went up to Boston, and Sam to Buffalo

And Pat went down as far as Californie

I used to get some letters then, but that was long ago

And they always spoke of Ireland and returning

There'll be dancin', romancin', and never more we'll roam

There'll be rollin' in the hay

There'll be whiskey in the tay

When the boys come rolling home

Well, I'm well over eighty now, my grandson's by my bed

And here I'm in Chicago and still scheming

He says he'll take me back again to rest my weary head

And I'll leave him a legacy of dreaming

There'll be dancin', romancin', and never more we'll roam

There'll be rollin' in the hay

There'll be whiskey in the tay

When the boys come rolling home

There'll be dancin', romancin', and never more we'll roam

There'll be rollin' in the hay

There'll be whiskey in the tay

When the boys come rolling home