As the train pulls out today from Derry City A thousand memories linger in my mind
Why do I need to go? It's such a pity
And all the dear old friends I leave behind
As I gaze beyond the harbor I'm recalling
With your names Lacta, Hardy, and Poyle
Through misty eyes I feel the teardrops falling
Goodbye to my old hometown on the foil
The spire of St. Eugene seems to vanish
In the distance o'er the city oh so high
My childhood thoughts I never want to banish
When I wondered if it reaches to the sky
Many thousand miles I'll travel on my journey
To a new home on the wild Australian soil
But never can I hope to lose the yearning
To return to my old hometown on the foil
Oh never can I hope to lose the yearning
To return to my old hometown on the foil
