An old map I have found 
So in thoughts I am bound 
For old Ireland's green mountains and streams 
To the land of my heart through the heart of my land 
I am wondering tonight in my dreams 
As I view Sligo bay 
And not so far away 
There's Cluny and the girl I once knew 
And my eyes start to fill 
As I think of 
In this map they have coloured in blue. 
Oh I'm 5000 miles away from Sligo 
Wondering why I ever had to go 
Oh I'm 5000 miles away from Sligo 
Pretending I'm on my way back home. 
Tubbercurry is there 
And there's 
Ballyhoe holds old memories for me 
From the Ox mountain range to the cold up range 
So from Sligo and home 
Once again I must roam 
Back along the along highway eighty-three 
And my memory's are gold, in the sadness I fold 
And return here to reality. 
Oh I'm 5000 miles away from Sligo 
Wondering why I ever had to go 
Oh I'm 5000 miles away from Sligo 
Pretending I'm on my way back home. 
Pretending I'm on my way back home