Tumble down shack in Athlone

Lyrics

I’m a long way from home and my thoughts ever roam
To old Erin far over the sea
For my heart, it is there where the skies are so fair
And old Ireland is calling for me

CHORUS
Oh, I want to go back to that tumble down shack
Where the wild roses bloom ’round the door
Just to pillow my head in that old trundle bed
Just to see my dear mother once more
There’s a bright gleaming light guiding me home tonight
Down the long road of white cobble stone
Down the road that leads back to that tumble down shack
To that tumble down shack in Athlone

There are eyes that are sad, as they watch for a lad,
In the old fashioned town of Athlone
And I pray for the day when I’m sailing away
To old Ireland, and mother, my own

Chorus


Notes

Words by Richard W. Pascoe
Music by Monte Carlo and Alma M. Sanders


Song Clip


County

Westmeath

Song Themes

Nostalgia

Songwriter