| I didn’t sleep at all last night,
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| I stayed up 'til the dawn,
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| Banging out the jigs and reels 'til everyone had gone,
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| Singing some old shut-eyed songs I hadn’t sung for years,
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| Knocking back the brandy and the beer.
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| Back across the ocean to my home away from home
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| I’m Glad to be returning but sad to have to go
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| I’d like to find a way to be two places at one time
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| It’s easy going back again but it’s hard to say goodbye
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| I had one bag too many just as I was set to leave
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| I was loaded down with bacon and with sausages and tea
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| And I couldn’t find my ticket as I’m walking out the door
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| 'Til I emptied all my bags out on the floor.
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| Back across the ocean to my home away from home
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| I’m Glad to be returning but sad to have to go
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| I’d like to find a way to be two places at one time
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| It’s easy going back again but it’s hard to say goodbye
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| On board the plane I sip a drink while waiting for the meal,
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| Just trying not to let my head know how my stomach feels.
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| There’s a baby right behind me making sure that I won’t sleep
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| And the flight’s too full to find another seat.
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| Back across the ocean to my home away from home
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| I’m Glad to be returning but sad to have to go
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| I’d like to find a way to be two places at one time
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| It’s easy going back again but it’s hard to say goodbye
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| I fell asleep at last just as the plane is touching down
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| And I age ten years just waiting for the bags to come around
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| And I make it home at last and I’m barely un-packed when
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| I’m already making plans to go again.
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| Back across the ocean to my home away from home
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| I’m Glad to be returning but sad to have to go
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| I’d like to find a way to be two places at one time
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| It’s easy going back again but it’s hard to say goodbye
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| Back across the ocean to my home away from home
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| I’m Glad to be returning but sad to have to go
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| I’d like to find a way to be two places at one time
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| It’s easy going back again but it’s hard to say goodbye |