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I said farewell London, and I crossed the Irish Sea I travelled down from Dublin, with the good old CIE Through the Midlands and Roscommon, with Mayo on my mind I dreamed of lovely Mary, the girl I left behind There's three pubs in Bahola, as everybody knows MacDonald's Clarke's and Roche's, where the craic like honey flows And lovely Mary's here with me, I never more will roam Mayo how I love you, Bahola my dear home Three years ago I left it, on a lonely winter's night In the village of Bahola, the moon was shining bright Two lonely hearts were broken, and the tears they fell like rain Now here I am in Mayo, Bahola once again It's a far cry from the hustle, of a busy London life But I could never go back to all that crazy strife Bahola hasn't changed at all, in the time I've been away I'm back in love with Mary and I never more will stray A pub crawl round Bahola and then I know I'm home |