N17

Well I didn't see much future
When I left the Christian Brothers School
So I waved it goodbye with a wistful smile
And I left the girls in June
And sometimes when I'm reminiscing
I see the Pre-fabs and my old friends
And I know that they'll be changed or gone
By the time I get home again
And I wish I was on that N17
(Stone walls and the grass is green)
And I wish I was on that N17
(Stone walls and the grass is green)
Travelling' with just my thoughts and dreams

...instrumental...

Well the oul-fella left me to Shannon
It was the last time I travelled that road
And as we turned left at Clare-Galway
I could feel a lump in my throat
As I picture the thousands of times
That I travelled that well-worn track
And I know that things will be different
If I ever decide to go back
And I wish I was on that N17
(Stone walls and the grass is green)
And I wish I was on that N17

(Stone walls and the grass is green)

Travelling' with just my thoughts and dreams

...instrumental...

Now as I tumble down highways
Or filthy, overcrowded trains
There's no-one to talk to in transit
So I sit there and day-dream in vain
Aside all these monologue problems
Of living on a foreign soil
I can still see the twists, the turns in the road
From the Square to the town of the tribes
And I wish I was on that N17
(Stone walls and the grass is green)
Yes I wish I was on that N17
(Stone walls and the grass is green)
Travelling' with just my thoughts and dreams
Ohh...
Travelling' with just my thoughts and dreams
Stone walls and the grass is green
Stone walls and the grass is green
Stone walls and the grass is green
Stone walls and the grass is green