An old map I have found
So in thoughts I am bound
For old Ireland's green mountains and streams
To the land of my heart through the heart of my land
I am wondering tonight in my dreams

As I view Sligo bay
And not so far away
There's Cluny and the girl I once knew
And my eyes start to fill
As I think of
In this map they have coloured in blue.

Oh I'm 5000 miles away from Sligo
Wondering why I ever had to go
Oh I'm 5000 miles away from Sligo
Pretending I'm on my way back home.

Tubbercurry is there
And there's
Ballyhoe holds old memories for me
From the Ox mountain range to the cold up range

So from Sligo and home
Once again I must roam
Back along the along highway eighty-three
And my memory's are gold, in the sadness I fold
And return here to reality.

Oh I'm 5000 miles away from Sligo
Wondering why I ever had to go
Oh I'm 5000 miles away from Sligo
Pretending I'm on my way back home.

Pretending I'm on my way back home