Well I didn't see much future When I left the Christian brothers school So I waved it goodbye with a wistful smile And I left the girls of Tuam And sometimes when I'm reminiscing I see the prefabs and my old friends And I know that they'll be changed or gone By the time I get home again And I wish I was on the N17 Yes I wish I was on the N17 Travelling with just my thoughts and dreams Well the ould fella left me to Shannon Was the last time I travelled that road And as we turn left at Claregalway I could feel a lump in my throat As I pictured a thousand of time That I travelled that well worn track And I know that things will be different If I ever decide to go back And I wish I was on the N17 Yes I wish I was on the N17 Travelling with just my thoughts and dreams Now as I tumbled down highways Or on filthy overcrowded trains There's no one to talk to in transit So I sit there and daydream in vain And behind all those muddled a problem Of living on a foreign soil I can still see the twists and turns on the road From the square to the town of the tribes And I wish I was on the N17 (Stone walls and the grass is green) I wish I was on the N17 (Stone walls and the grass is green) Travelling with just my thoughts and dreams