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My Bag and a Flag




  My Bag and a Flag



I'm sitting on a Greyhound coach heading for my dream

I have one bag and my Irish flag, well that's the way things seem

I left my mother country sadly, I had to say goodbye

Go for it young man, I can still see my father cry

The Big Apple waits, I'm alive and feeling good

No more unemployment, good times ahead for this Irish dude

The hills and the shamrock are now in my past

This new boy in town, I hope this will last

I have a little refreshment from my secret things

My bag is my back up with my cure for the day

I just can't believe this, I'm on my way

I'll be walking with freedom this American day

Some day in the future I'll go back to my home

I'll visit mother with thoughts of her own

I'm sitting on a Greyhound coach heading for my dream

I have one bag and my Irish flag, well that's the way it seems

Gerrard McGeachy


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My Bag and a Flag

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