Strangers In Our Own Land

Verse 1

I left the fields of green behind, for foreign lands and foreign climes,

To seek a fortune, find my way, in the city's endless maze.

But now I'm back on Irish soil, where once I knew each stone and road,

Yet the faces that I meet today, they're not from tales my granddad told.

Chorus

Oh, we're strangers in our own land,

With the accents and the streets so grand,

The old Ireland we knew is gone,

And we're left here to carry on.

Verse 2

The pubs where we once sang our songs, now echo with a different tongue,

The laughter's mixed with foreign sounds, and the old ways have come undone.

The hills where I ran as a boy now bear the marks of change so bold,

The faces of the new Ireland, where do our stories now unfold?

Chorus

Oh, we're strangers in our own land,

With the accents and the streets so grand,

The old Ireland we knew is gone,

And we're left here to carry on.

Bridge

But who are we to judge or claim, this land that's seen so many hands?

For we are all just travelers here, on this island of winds and sands.

We'll learn the songs, we'll share the bread, for in our hearts, we're all akin,

In Ireland, where the heart's at home, despite the change, we'll all fit in.

Verse 3

So let's not mourn the days gone by, but look to where the future leads,

For this island's heart beats strong and true, for all who plant its seeds.

We'll weave new tales with threads of old, on this land where legends roam,

And together, we'll create a home, where every soul can call their own.

Chorus

Oh, we're strangers in our own land,

With the accents and the streets so grand,

The old Ireland we knew is gone,

But together, we'll carry on.

Outro

So welcome home, you sons and daughters, to this ever-changing land,

Where the old and new, they intertwine, and we'll all walk hand in hand.