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              I look at the ocean.  I look at the sea.  

           A big day for me, see for me.

            I'm on my way.



          Boston.

  

          I'm in the light.  I'm in the bright.

          I'm getting away from the dark.

           It's dawn.  I, from Ireland, am about to be gone.

          It's a new day.  I am from Ireland, going away.

          My fate is to immigrate.  It is going to be great.

                    I am for myself, going to make a new life.

                    This life here, cutting my life a knife.

                    I have a lot of fear.  I shed a tear.

                  It's spring.  How a heart does sing.



                 Boston.



                     The weather's cool.

                   I remember when I was in school.

            I did take a look at a book.  I can't ignore all

  the people who came before.  They came because they had to.

        There was a famine of potatos, so they had to go.  

         They did go by slow ships across the sea.

             It took months.  

               It's easier for me, see

               I can take a plane with a lot of power.  

    ee, there'll be in America, so many opportunities for me.



                Boston.



            Maybe in America, I can find a husband/wife.

           This life, cutting me like a knife.

         Whenever I am alone, I'll always remember home.

                All the people who came before.  

               I will not ignore.

             All the people see, who did so much for me.

I let them all know, without them.

I would not be able to go.  



        Boston.



       They said goobye.  They told me bye.  They did cry.

               I did things for me see too, it's true.

                 I think about Boston.  It's going to be fun.

          I think about Ireland.  It will always be my home.

                           I'll be back.            

    I know I will be alone.  I know I will be far from home.

       Day after day, Ireland is always the same.

            I need a new game.



               Boston.



                        It's a beautiful day.  I'm on my way.

            I'm in flight.  Day from the night.

                     So light and so bright. I'm in flight.

                      The clouds of white.

          It's such a delight.  A night turned into day.

             I want to scream so loud.

                         The sea so blue below.

                   I know where I'm going to go .

                       This is a big thing for me.

                       A big thing that I have decided to do.



               Boston.



    I hope I'll be alright.  I hope it won't be a long night.

    I hope I'll be ok.  I'll need a place to stay.

    I hope it's true, I can find something to do.

    I hope I can find some friends.  This night can end.



              Boston.



                             It's a fact.

                  I have some contacts.

                      They take my hand.

                       They can help me a job land.

                     They'll give me a place, a space to stay.

                    It's more they ok.

                  A job, so this boy can find some employ.

      They'll give me some money to spend.                  

      They are really great friends.

                  They'll see, other people introduce me.



                         Boston.