Sweet Tyrone
Lyrics
As I wonder at the wild heather growing
With the sweetness on the hillside as it blows
I will treasure this moment for as long as I live
For what lies ahead tomorrow, no-one knows
Then the songbird it sings, with all the joy that it brings
Just to hear the sweet melody of home
As I leave for the last train departing,
I will long for my Sweet Tyrone
As I travel o’er the lands with many stories
And I tell of the places I have been
I’ll remember the heather that grows on the hills
So my memories won’t fade like a dream
And the songbird will sing, for its melody will bring
Back to me the sweet memories of home
As I leave for the next train departing
I will long for my Sweet Tyrone
When I’m finished and my journey’s finally over
And it feels like the end is coming near
I will pick up the strength to travel one last time
For to lay me down in a place so dear
And the songbird will sing, for its melody will bring
Some joy and comfort when I’m gone
When I leave for the next life departed
They will lay me down in Sweet Tyrone
They will lay me down in Sweet Tyrone
Notes
Words and Music by Martin Delaney
