Backwards Bound/Jeremy's Jam Songtext

For Australia it looks, Australia it sounds
And Australia, so it seems
For though I sleep on Australia's dirt,
It's Ireland in my dreams

I wake to the call,
Still growin' old
And I hold my achin' head
I roll my bundle up again
And I clear my earthen bed

And the sun climbs high,
It claims the sky above my up lifted face
And I think of you
And of what I've done
And I lower it in disgrace

For Australia it looks, Australia it sounds
And Australia, so it seems
For though I stand on Australia's cliffs, It's Ireland in my dreams

In the seaside town of Ayr
On the great Australian bight
I stow away on a prison ship
By the cover of the night

And the morning sun lays witness
To a bow slicing through the foam
And I can feel you smile
A thousand miles away
As you learn that I'm comin' home

For Australia it looks, Australia it sounds
And Australia, so it seems
For though I sail from Australia's shores,
In Ireland soon I'll be