I am tired, I am hungry, and I am weak
I have looked high and low, but nothin has seeked
Every day many drop one by one
All continue to drop for more months to come
Why must we starve huh? Why must we suffer?
Why do our lives only seem to get tougher?
I want to go now I cann not stay be
I want to leave and live in that new world across this sea
I hear they call it amerika you no?
But, how will I get there though
Anyway, I do not think it materrs
Even if the journey is a teeter and totter
I wil say goodbye to motherland Ireland I once forever knew
Because right now I have a journey to attend too
One day I will go and I wil not stay be
I must go now; lad, liberty is waiting for me