Out of Ireland I have come
Great hatred and little room
Maimed us at the start
And now home just breaks my heart
To America I have come
I hope to bring your preacherman
Home to show my people how they can
Get their names back in the book of the life of the lamb
I know that I have done many things
To give you reason not to listen to me
Especially as I have been so angry
But if you know me maybe you would understand me
Words can't express how sorry I am
If I ever caused pain to anybody
I just hope that you can show compassion
And love enough to just please listen
Out of Ireland I did run
Great hatred and little room
Aimed to break my heart
Wreck me up and me all apart
To America I have come
I hope to find a good preacherman
Who can show me how I can
Get my name back in the book of the life of the lamb
I bring these blessings with me
A strong heart full of hope and a feeling
That everything in this world would be okay