Here is where the heart is, it beats out like a drum Here is where the Mavis flies, where she once came from Here is where the mother tongue resides Far from the hands of hate and greed and lies. This is where my home is, the shore, the sea, the sand This is where my family were raised from working hands This is where the toil and sweat and tears Knew only hardship through those working years. Here is where the heart lies like those who've been before Here there are no broken ties with brothers on the shore Here is where the spirit will return No more to sigh no more to weep and mourn. From farm and croft and residence, they cleared them from the land Families of young and old with one wave of a hand Were sent on board to sail the ocean wide To a stranger's land o'er wind and sea and tide.