I am of Irish and Italian descent my Grandfather was Irish, i am 78 years of age, my Italian grandfather was killed in first World War, i live in Edinburgh, but travelled quit a bit, i lived this song, and i sang this song, in Birmingham on the Bull Ring, and All over London, and Derby, for years, such a beautiful song i am learning to sing it again ❤
My dad landed in London 1946....savage treatment building Heathrow Airport and clearing the bombed buildings. He died in London 2010 but we brought him home through Mullingar and buried him in Abbylara. RIP Da x Very moving song.
Such a sad song. My dad had a tear in his eye listening to this today as his brother left home to go and work in England. He later died there at 37 years of age
I walk through this city a stranger In a land I can never call home I cast a sad notion across me In search of my fortune to roam I'm weary of working and drinking On a weeks wages left in the bar And God it's a shame, to use a friend's name Just to beg for the price of a jar. CHORUS I remember that bright April morning When l Ieft home to travel afar To work till your dead, for one room and a bed It's not the reason l Ieft Mullingar. This London's a city of heartbreak On a Friday there's friends by the score But when the pay's finished on Monday A friend's not a friend anymore For the working day seems never ending From the shovel and pick there's no break And when you're not working you're spending The fortune you left horne to make. CHORUS And for every man here that finds fortune And comes horne to tell of the tale Each morning the Broadway is crowded With many the thousands who fail So young men of Ireland take warning In London you never will find The gold at the end of the rainbow For you might just have left it behind. CHORUS
I am of Irish and Italian descent my Grandfather was Irish, i am 78 years of age, my Italian grandfather was killed in first World War, i live in Edinburgh, but travelled quit a bit, i lived this song, and i sang this song, in Birmingham on the Bull Ring, and All over London, and Derby, for years, such a beautiful song i am learning to sing it again ❤
This is a good sing
My dad landed in London 1946....savage treatment building Heathrow Airport and clearing the bombed buildings.
He died in London 2010 but we brought him home through Mullingar and buried him in Abbylara. RIP Da x
Very moving song.
Such a sad song. My dad had a tear in his eye listening to this today as his brother left home to go and work in England. He later died there at 37 years of age
''What might have been''he was thinking I suppose.
I walk through this city a stranger
In a land I can never call home
I cast a sad notion across me
In search of my fortune to roam
I'm weary of working and drinking
On a weeks wages left in the bar
And God it's a shame, to use a friend's name
Just to beg for the price of a jar.
CHORUS
I remember that bright April morning
When l Ieft home to travel afar
To work till your dead, for one room and a bed
It's not the reason l Ieft Mullingar.
This London's a city of heartbreak
On a Friday there's friends by the score
But when the pay's finished on Monday
A friend's not a friend anymore
For the working day seems never ending
From the shovel and pick there's no break
And when you're not working you're spending
The fortune you left horne to make.
CHORUS
And for every man here that finds fortune
And comes horne to tell of the tale
Each morning the Broadway is crowded
With many the thousands who fail
So young men of Ireland take warning
In London you never will find
The gold at the end of the rainbow
For you might just have left it behind.
CHORUS
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Love...THE FUREYS😏
It's actually a song by pat cooksey
One great singing voice, so melodic!
In mulingar, WE waited 3 hours for a car to hitchhike, im 1982
Love the Fureys and Davey Arthur
me too, they pull at the heart strings every time
I am originally from movore, Mullingar
This is my favorite song and...this is so amazing..😢😭
fantastic song.
Great lyrics, never truer words written!
Every Irish immigrant.
wat a song luv it
Jordan Harris , written by Pat Cooksey .
Very good
Night ferry beautiful
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I mean Mullingar is great these days if your into crack
More into craic, it should be
Left it 40 year ago.