The lights of London, are far behind 
The thoughts of homeland are crowding my mind 
Familiar places, come in to view 
I see my home now, soon I'll see you. 
We'll talk to the old folk, they're getting on 
Treat them to late nights, sing a few songs 
We'll talk of the neighbours and life in the town 
There's so much to tell them, the days fly around. 
Chorus: 
This is my homeland, the place I was born in 
No matter where I go it's in my soul 
My feet may wander a thousand places 
But my heart will lead me back home to my Donegal. 
--- Instrumental --- 
And then tomorrow we'll take a walk 
Down to St. Marys to a sheltered spot 
We'll kneel and pray there for the ones that're gone 
And hope they're proud of, their wandering son. 
Chorus: 
This is my homeland, the place I was born in 
No matter where I go it's in my soul 
My feet may wander a thousand places 
But my heart will lead me back home to my Donegal. 
This is my homeland, the place I was born in 
No matter where I go it's in my soul 
My feet may wander a thousand places 
But my heart will lead me back home to my Donegal. 
Yes, my heart will lead me back home to my Donegal...