Bring Me Back To My Home (Johnny Burke)

Bring me back to my home
where I first saw the light,
To the home of my boyhood so dear;
To the land that I love and
I hail with delight,
Where I never felt trouble or fear.

To the friends that I like
and the land that I pride,
Where I first saw the light of the day;
Bring me back, bring me back
to my country and home,
Is the last dying wish that I pray.

Terra Nova, my home
far away from my friends,
Broken down in my youth and prime;
Yet my heart heaves a sigh
as with sorrow I cry,
For on earth I can't stay any time.

And I mourn for that land
with her cliffs tall and grand,
Where my juvenile days I did spend;
But I can't speak much more,
and the friends I adore,
Must bitterly wait for the end.

Goodbye dear old father
whose locks are turned gray,
And whose body with age is bent low;
And who grieves for your son
in a far distant land,
From friend and companion must go.

Good bye poor old mother
who mourns for your child,
In your last waning years for to hear;
The death of your son
and your only support,
The child that you cherished so dear.

####.... Johnny Burke [1851-1930] of St John's, NL ....####
Published in Burke's Ballads, p.33, c.1960, compiled by John White and archived at Memorial University of Newfoundland, Libraries, Centre For Newfoundland Studies - Digitized Books collection.

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