Song Lyrics:

Exile Return

Mark Bainbridge C 2001

Vsl

I listened to my father from a very early age

To the stories of his youth in a land so far away

An d he told the stories well with imagination and flare

And his memories burned in mine

and l wanted to go there

CH

I’m going back to a place I’ve never seen

To pub’s full of music, the Isle of emerald green

I’m going home for an exile I seem

To the mountains and villages and shores I’ve never been

I’m going back to-my heritage

I’m going back to-my heritage

Vs2

But I had to be patient, growing and learning came first

I had to establish a place in this land of my birth

But now I am ready, I need wait no more

I’m returning home to a place I never saw. . . .Ch