Woke in the morning, alarm clock is broken again
The dole office ringing, missed my appointment at ten
I got on me clothes, the bus is delayed
It's always a [bad word] for me to get paid
That's the way, that it goes

I never imagined I'd grow up the way that I did
The hopes and the dreams that we had when we all were kids [bad word] through the valley, hang 'round at the shops
Throwing our stones and our guff at the cops
That's the way, that's the way that it goes.

Wont you carry me home
Where everything's easier
Where the birds sing our song
And we'll sing along
In Dublin City

Wont you carry me home
Where everything's easier
Where the birds sing our song
It's where we belong
In Dublin City

I'm older now but my mind it stays back in thoses times
The market on Sundays, the rings of the churches bell chimes
Although I have left, it stays with me still
The echoes of Dublin, the roar on the hill
That's the way, that's the way that it goes

It's the way that you feel when you're looking through empty old eyes
The boy that you were is all grown up and said his goodbyes'
But the memories of everything that we have done still remain
They're the only thing left in this world that's keeping me sane

Life's offered me things, most of them good I'll agree
If I could go back, wouldn't change all that much, it made me
And when [bad word] home we'll do it again
Grab a few pints, just say where and when
That's the way, that's the way that it goes