Take Me Home - Chapter 1

Take me home to the valley, before my life passes by;
When I go to meet my Father, I want to be on that Emerald Isle

Take me back to the cottage, where a hearth-fire ever did burn;
And I sat by its side as you sang me to sleep, every night as I lay in your arms

And I heard the music of ages play as I danced over hills and through fields;
And I heard choirs of angels sing on the breeze by the old windmills

So take me back to the seaside, where the crashing white waves ever played,
And lapped on the shore, where it said more and more, "What a wonderful land You have made!"

And I heard the laughter of many before me, in the splash of the babbling brook;
And I saw in the mountains the mist of forever, and light of the sun overtook

So take me home to my valley, before this life passes me by
The place where I knew joy in the purest, is the green land of the Emerald Isle