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Backstory:

My grandfather was a horseman and left Ireland in the late 1800s and made his way to Chicago (Chi-Town), where he met my grandmother who had also come from Ireland.  They helped many families come over and settle in Chicago.  When he was homesick and needed to set his mind free, he'd remember his faithful companion, and the places they would travel.  Lyrics were written by Clare Steffen, and music & music production by William Sherry.

Lyrics:

                                                  
 

 

V1

When I was a farm hand

My horse and I would ride

All across the land

Like magic he'd glide

 

No longer a wee lad

I crossed the sea to work the mills 

My horse became a nomad

Set free to roam the hills

 

Pre-Chorus

As I sail across the whitecaps

I can feel my resistance

My mind has drawn a map

It leads me through the distance

 

Chorus

When I need to be free

And life starts to unravel

My spirit returns, across the sea

Where my horse and I would travel


--Instrumental break--

 

V2

I learned to settle down

And work hard in the new country

I helped others get to Chi town

Who'd come from the Old Country

 

My horse sense knows

My home is always with me

For the land where I did grow

In my heart, it holds the key


 
Chorus

When I need to be free

And life starts to unravel

My spirit returns, across the sea

Where my horse and I would travel

 

Post-Chorus (Spoken)

Wherever I shall roam

If I feel like I'm not winning

My mind returns back home

To the place of my beginning



--Instrumental break---

 

Fade Out 

The hills of Ireland

Are life's roadmap

Forever I can see

They set my spirit free

Home free, home free