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Home again, home again,

From a foreign shore;

And, oh, it fills my soul with joy,

To meet my friends once more

Here I dropp’d the parting tear,

To cross the ocean’s foam;

But now I’m once again with those

Who kindly greet me home.

Happy hearts, happy hearts,

With mine have laugh’d in glee,

But, oh, the friends I loved in youth

Seem happier to me.

And if my guide should be the fate

Which bids me longer roam,

But death alone can break the tie

That binds my heart to home

Music sweet, music soft,

Lingers round the place;

And, oh, I feel the childhood charm,

That time can not afface.

Then give me but my homestead roof,

I’ll ask no palace dome;

For I can live a happy life

With those I love at home.