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Of all the places I have been
There's only one to fill my dreams.
The place that lingers on my mind
Is the town I left behind.
That's Belfast , you call to me
When I am far away, I think of thee
Your black mountains,cave hill, city hall
I'm going home now to the place I was born.
I'll see friends and relations ,each one I'll embrace .
I'll pass round the pictures that time can't erase
And it won't be long now , till I see them all .
Then we'll walk round the old town and good times we'll recall