The Dubliners - When the boys come rolling home

^CI always will remember well the day we ^Fwent a^Cway ^FSailin’ out of ^CBelfast in the ^Fmor^Gning Our ^Chopes were on tomorrow as we kissed the ^Fgirls fare^Cwell But our ^Fdreams were on the ^Cday of our re^Gtur^Cning

There’ll be ^Fdancin’ ro^Cmancin’ and ^Fnever ^Cmore we’ll ^Groam There’ll be ^Frolling in the hay there’ll be ^Cwhiskey in the ^Amtea When the ^Cboys come ^Grolling ^Chome

^CWe safely reached the other side in New York ^FCity ^Cfair In ^Fspite of wind and ^Crain and stormy ^Fwea^Gther We ^Call sat down and drank a glass and wished each ^Fother ^Cwell And we ^Fsaid we’ll all come ^Cback again to^Gge^Cther

There’ll be ^Fdancin’ ro^Cmancin’ and ^Fnever ^Cmore we’ll ^Groam There’ll be ^Frolling in the hay there’ll be ^Cwhiskey in the ^Amtea When the ^Cboys come ^Grolling ^Chome

Well ^CJoe he went to Boston and Sam to ^FBuffa^Clo And ^FPat went out as ^Cfar as Cali^Fforn^Gia I ^Cused to get some letters then but that was ^Flong a^Cgo And they ^Falways spoke of ^CIreland and re^Gtur^Cning

There’ll be ^Fdancin’ ro^Cmancin’ and ^Fnever ^Cmore we’ll ^Groam There’ll be ^Frolling in the hay there’ll be ^Cwhiskey in the ^Amtea When the ^Cboys come ^Grolling ^Chome

I ^Cmust be over eighty now my grandson’s ^Fby my ^Cbed And ^Fhere I’m in Chi^Ccago and still ^Fsche^Gming He ^Csays he’ll take me back again to rest my ^Fweary ^Chead And ^FI’ll leave him a ^Clegacy of ^Gdrea^Cming

There’ll be ^Fdancin’ ro^Cmancin’ and ^Fnever ^Cmore we’ll ^Groam There’ll be ^Frolling in the hay there’ll be ^Cwhiskey in the ^Amtea When the ^Cboys come ^Grolling ^Chome

There’ll be ^Fdancin’ ro^Cmancin’ and ^Fnever ^Cmore we’ll ^Groam There’ll be ^Frolling in the hay there’ll be ^Cwhiskey in the ^Amtea When the ^Cboys come ^Grolling ^Chome