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Tommy Sands


When you're out walking, and there's no one near you
But a voice keeps calling and you hear your name
It's not the leaves or the whispering breezes
It's me that's calling you back again

Oh can you hear me? Oh can you hear me
As you roam through lonely London town?
When evening's falling you'll hear me calling
"Come on ho-ome to (the) County Down"

Do you remember the fiddlers playing
The songs and stories the whole night long?
It's little then that you thought of leaving
It seems so strange now that you are gone

The fish are dancing on Clanrye River
The teams are sporting in old Glenvale
My heart no longer can lead the cheering
When you're not playing, it's a different game

I'm always dreaming that things are changing
And that they're building a factory tall
And young ones needed again in Newry
But I still need you the most of all