The Green Isle of Erin - John McCormack

There is a voice in the silence

A voice ever calling

A voice like the song of a far distant sea

A music the soul

Of the wild breakers roaring

If floats like a dream

O’er the waters to me

I hear it with tears

And a heart wildly beating

While far and alone

In a strange land I roam

And I weep as I list

And my prayers give it greeting

The voice of the green isle

My country and my home

Oh green isle of erin

That waits for me yonder

Though fate may decree

T’is forever be part

Still exiled and lonely

Where ere I may wander

The green isle of erin

Remains in my heart

There is nowhere a sea

Like the blue rippling ocean

That surges around

And beside that dear strand

There’s nowhere a star

That looks down in devotion

So bright as are those

That shine down on the land

With tears in my heart

Tears beyond all controlling

I wake and remember

An exile am i

And ipray as tho' between us

The wide seas are roaring

To come home to thee

It is only to die

Oh green isle of erin

That waits for me yonder

Though fate may decree

T’is forever be part

Still exiled and lonely

Where ere I may wander

The green isle of erin

Remains in my heart