Karaoké City Of Chicago Derek Ryan

In the city of Chicago as the evening shadows fall

There are people dreaming of the hills of Donegal

Eighteen forty-seven was the year it all began

Deadly pains of hunger drove a million from the land

They journeyed not for glory their motive was not greed

A voyage of survival across the stormy sea

To the city of Chicago as the evening shadows fall

There are people dreaming of the hills of Donegal

Some of them knew fortune some of them knew fame

More of them knew hardship and died upon the plain

They spread throughout the nation they rode the railroad cars

Brought their songs and music to ease their lonely hearts

In the city of Chicago as the evening shadows fall

There are people dreaming of the hills of Donegal

Of Donegal

In the city of Chicago as the evening shadows fall

There are people dreaming of the hills of Donegal

In the city of Chicago as the evening shadows fall

There are people dreaming of the hills of Donegal

Of Donegal