CHORUS.
Linda has departed, the warm and tender-hearted,
Linda has departed and left me here to mourn.
My Heart’s in Old Ireland.
My bark on the billow dash’d gloriously on,
And glad were the notes of the sailor-boy’s song;
Yet sad was my bosom and bursting with woe,
For my heart’s in old Ireland wherever I go,
Oh, my heart’s in old Ireland wherever I go.