Tár Isteach Amach (feat. The Whileaways)

Tár Isteach Amach won't you come inside There's a bed for your head, heat for your feet and a seat by the fire side Tár Isteach Amach I know you have wandered wide Just trying to impress the ones you love best, no rest where no judgement resides Tár Isteach Amach you can run and hide But the shadow that's cast from your tall sailing mast is your past and your heritage line Tár Isteach Amach the kettle's on the boil There's tea for your screams, whiskey for your dreams and schemes so vivid and bright Come along here's your song, let's sing it's the travellers lament A life well-travelled is a life well spent So be kind as you go to those you meet on the road It's not where we've been but where we are going