Here is where the heart is, it beats out like a drum
Here is where the Mavis flies, where she once came from
Here is where the mother tongue resides
Far from the hands of hate and greed and lies.
This is where my home is, the shore, the sea, the sand
This is where my family were raised from working hands
This is where the toil and sweat and tears
Knew only hardship through those working years.
Here is where the heart lies like those who've been before
Here there are no broken ties with brothers on the shore
Here is where the spirit will return
No more to sigh no more to weep and mourn.
From farm and croft and residence, they cleared them from the land
Families of young and old with one wave of a hand
Were sent on board to sail the ocean wide
To a stranger's land o'er wind and sea and tide.
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