Time to Go Home Lyrics

It's a cold Friday night in the town I was born and the wind and rain howls through the air

Inside in the snug is alive with a session and a thrill for all who are there

Their hearts are kept warm with the reels and the jigs, along with a drop of the pure

Photos of old Offaly heroes are nailed to the wall like old times before

It's time to go home

It's time to go home

Shake your hands and say your goodbyes

It's time to go home

Johnny from town orders ten pints of plain as his wife tries to drag him to bed

'One more little sup' cries ole Johnny as he takes off into dancing instead

The fire crackles along like the curly red hair of the fiddler who sits by the door

Brownie lets off the Green Fields 'round Ferbane as The Buckley twins they shout for more

It's time to go home

It's time to go home

Shake your hands and say your goodbyes

It's time to go home

The night's winding down and the crowd's on their feet, one more song what a sight to be seen

There's tears in the eyes of auld men as they rattle the walls with Amhrán na bhFiann

We head for the door and onto the wet windy streets of old Tullamore

The lights they go down but the music and fire's alive inside in our core

It's time to go home

It's time to go home

Shake your hands and say your goodbyes

It's time to go home

It's time to go home

It's time to go home

Shake your hands and say your goodbyes

It's time to go home

Say goodbye to the ones that you love

It's time to go home