after 14 years i’m going back to ireland
with something to show for ita all
but i couldn’t figure out all the lyrics of “the back door”, mary black sings it,
and i can’t find it any where either.
could anyone please help me out here?
the back door starts with starts with:
chorus:
i didn’t see the statue of liberty,
never heard here welcoming words
i came through the back door silently
unwanted, unseen and unheard.
i know i’m lonely in this country
i think i allways have bin
i knew as a child i’d leave ireland
the goodbyes where ghosts in the wind
the dream handed down in my family
uncle pat and aunt ann before him
and over the radio they haunt me
all the songs they sang where of leaving
chorus:
i don’t mind hard work for a living
there’s so much i’m able to do
i can’t spend my live as a livng
with nothing to look forward to
i want my own bed my own kitchen
i want my nights to my self
i don’t wanna hide underground anymore
it means that i hide from my self
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i’m a long time out by the back back door
a long time passing unseen
the voices that haunt me are hushed now
???me and urge me to leave
but i claim the promise of this country
and i have the right to my own dream
and no one can take that away from me
i have half a chance here
i’m not leaving
If you’re still watching this thread… Cherish the Ladies has a rendition that might be easier to hear. I think the cd is called, conveniently, The Back Door.
Chorus:
I didn’t see the Statue of Liberty
Never heard her welcoming words
I came through the back door silently
Unwanted, unseen and unheard
I know I’m lonely in this country
I think I always have been
I knew as a child I’d leave Ireland
The good-byes were ghosts in the wind
A dream handed down in my family
Uncle Pat and Aunt Han before him
And over the radio to haunt me
All the songs they sang were of leaving
(Chorus)
I don’t mind hard work for a living
There’s so much I’m able to do
I can’t spend my life as a “live-in”
With nothing to look forward to
I want my own bed, my own kitchen
I want my nights to myself
I don’t want to hide underground anymore
If it means that I hide from myself
“Give me your poor, your tired and your hungry
The exiles of your teaming shores.”
Words carved deep in stone
And the hearts back at home
But not meant for the living anymore
I’m a long time out by the back door
A long time passing unseen
The voices that haunt me are harsh now
Confuse me and urge me to leave
But I claim the promise of this country
I have the right to my own dream
And no one can take that from me
I have half a chance here, I’m not leaving
(Chorus)
