Thinking of the home land, standing in this foreign space One of many Kerry men who had to go away Underneath the floodlights watching football with the boys A neverending summer rain cannot drown the noise ONLY THE BRAVE, ONLU THE STRONG WILL GET HOME Later in the summer with papers in my hands I will smell that country air, meet up with the band Seven years have passed now, I never played by their rules Tired to keep my dignity and paid all my dues. ONLY THE BRAVE, ONLY THE STRONG WILL GET HOME.