Last night I had a happy dream that filled my heart with joy
I dreamt I stood by mountain vale as oft times as a boy
I fished the port of pleasure pool I watched the brown trout play
Those were the happy days in Carn Carndonagh far away.

I saw the hills of Malin stretching east to Bunagee
The Isle of Doagh lay mirrored in the green and pleasant sea
I saw Culdaff and Lagg strand close to Trawbreaga Bay
Those were the happy days in Carn Carndonagh far away.

I saw the little graveyard where my kindred bones are laid
The homely little chapel where I oft times knelt and prayed
The Angelus bells were ringing and the people stopped to pray
Those were the happy days in Carn Carndonagh far away.

I’m tired of this city and I’m longing to return
Back again to Carn where the oil lamps brightly burn
The dear place of my childhood how I’m longing for the day 
That will bring me back to Carn Carndonagh far away.