Mike McKenna Jr

Lyrics

Way down in the old country is where my heart lives
It’s where the shirt off your back is the best thing to give
Where the whitefish is fresh and the moonshine is strong
Way down in the old country is where I belong

And I planted a garden where the spring water flows
Like a pine on the corrie it twists to and fro
And the soil wont provide till we plough and reseed
It’s a good thing the harvest is calling to me

Don’t know what I’m missing, the skylines and city lights glistenin
Dont’ know what I’m longing for, tell me there’s somethin more

Way down in the old country so lush and so green
Where high are the bonfires and stripers are keen
Where the vines are all covered in that sweet mountain dew
Oh life in the old country’s waitin for you

Don’t know what I’m missing, the skylines and city lights glistenin
Dont’ know what I’m longing for, tell me there’s somethin more

Way down in the old country is where my heart lives
It’s where the shirt off your back is the best thing to give
Where the whitefish is fresh and the moonshine is strong
Way down in the old country is where I belong