Come Back Paddy Reilly to Ballyjamesduff Daniel O'Donnell
"Come Back Paddy Reilly to Ballyjamesduff" by Daniel O'Donnell is a heartfelt ballad ( #Folk ) released in the 1990s. The song expresses longing for a beloved friend and nostalgia for home. Its themes include friendship, loss, and the yearning for connection. The gentle melody and traditional Irish instrumentation evoke a sense of warmth and sentimentality, reflecting Irish cultural heritage. The song resonates deeply within the Irish diaspora, celebrating roots and the power of memory.
The Garden of Eden has vanished they say
But I know the lie of it still
Just turn to the left at the bridge of Finea
And stop when halfway to Cootehill
It's there you'll find it I know sure enough
For fortune has come to my call
The grass it is green around Ballyjamesduff
And the blue sky is over it all
And tones that are tender and tones that are ruff
Come whispering over the sea
Come back, Paddy Reilly to Ballyjamesduff
Come home, Paddy Reilly, to me
My mother once told me that when I was born
The day that I first saw the light
I looked down the street on that very first morn
And gave a crow of delight
Now most newborn babies appear in a puff
And start with a sorrowful squall
But I knew I was born in Ballyjamesduff
And that's why I smiled at them all
The baby's a man now, he's toil-worn and tough
Still, whispers come over the sea
Come back, Paddy Reilly to Ballyjamesduff
Come home, Paddy Reilly, to me
But I know the lie of it still
Just turn to the left at the bridge of Finea
And stop when halfway to Cootehill
It's there you'll find it I know sure enough
For fortune has come to my call
The grass it is green around Ballyjamesduff
And the blue sky is over it all
And tones that are tender and tones that are ruff
Come whispering over the sea
Come back, Paddy Reilly to Ballyjamesduff
Come home, Paddy Reilly, to me
My mother once told me that when I was born
The day that I first saw the light
I looked down the street on that very first morn
And gave a crow of delight
Now most newborn babies appear in a puff
And start with a sorrowful squall
But I knew I was born in Ballyjamesduff
And that's why I smiled at them all
The baby's a man now, he's toil-worn and tough
Still, whispers come over the sea
Come back, Paddy Reilly to Ballyjamesduff
Come home, Paddy Reilly, to me
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