My Home Was Dublin Town

My Home Was Dublin Town is another original song I wrote in 2022 and recorded in 2024. Irish folk songs have always held magic for me. They resonate with lament, yet often are tinged with hope, and a dash of nostalgia.

Recorded by Geoffrey Clarfield on December 18, 2022. Original lyrics and music copyright © 2024 by Geoffrey Clarfield.

My Home Was Dublin Town

I will ride with two good horses

I will steal from King and Crown

I will flee like an explosive

For my home was Dublin town

For my home was Dublin town

You did takes us to the Pyramids

Where we stood with sabres drawn

Then we killed the poor Egyptians

Near the Sphinx before the dawn

Near the Sphinx before the dawn

And we bore the snows of Russia

When the ice came down like rain

Then the Cossacks rose and cut us

Like the wheat down in Ukraine’s plains

Like the wheat in Ukraine’s plains

Oh Napoleon we just missed you

With your ships and with your guns

Now the winds of change have shifted

And our men have all stood down

Yes our men have all stood down

Oh my friends we’ve all paid dearly

That the French might end our pain

You have died Napoleon Bonaparte

But the Irish still remain

Yet the Irish will remain

To your sons and to your daughters

We have left them short of change

If in Canada or Australia

Don’t forget this sad refrain

Don’t forget this sad refrain

I would rather harvest Whiskey

On the shores of Ponchetrain

And I’ll find a Creole Lady

Who may sing this sad refrain

Who can sing this sad refrain