Lyrics

I came over here from Derry in the year of '83
The fightin' and the troubles had got too much for me
When Bobby died and they bombed the bus
I had to get away
Thought I'd find more peace and quiet over in Amerikay
And I got a job like my Granda' did after a different war
And I wore the badge and the coat of blue along the Hudson's shore
I walked the blocks from Five Points up to West Fourth Street
Memorizing every sidewalk crack, every face on every street
And I found some peace and quiet within the traffic's hum
But I could not forget the troubles or the place where I'd come from