My Irish Roots is a heartfelt tribute from Eagle Wing, honoring the strength, sacrifice, and spirit of Irish ancestry. Blending rich storytelling with a classic country sound and touches of Celtic influence, this song paints a picture of generations who journeyed across the sea in search of a better life while holding on to the traditions that shaped them. From the rolling hills of Ireland to the heartland of America, My Irish Roots is a celebration of heritage, resilience, and the unbreakable bond between past and present. Whether you’re raising a glass or passing down a family story, this song is a reminder that home is carried in the heart.
Album: My Irish Roots
Duration: 03:41
Release Date: 2025-03-14
Track Number: 1
Single: Yes
Artist Eagle Wing
Lyrics
I've got my granddad’s old picture, hanging by my door
His eyes tell a story of the dreams he once explored
He left the green of Ireland, across the ocean wide
With nothing but a heart full of hope and a family by his side
He found a job on the railroads, and worked from dawn to dark
But every night he’d tell us tales, of hills and Irish parks
Oh, my Irish roots, they're deeper than the sea
They carried us through struggles, and they made a man of me
From Galway shores to New York streets, my blood runs proud and true
You can't take Ireland outta me, it's in everything I do
Mama spoke of stories, of the fields all painted green
Of laughter on the hillside, and the love that she had seen
She’d sing of ancient castles, and sunsets over moors
Said, "Though we're far from Ireland, its spirit still endures"
The shamrock in my backyard ain't just a simple plant
It’s a sign of hope and courage, a truth that we still chant
Oh, my Irish roots, they echo in my name
They turn my voice to singing when I hear the falling rain
From Kilkenny lanes to Georgia pines, the spirit’s old and new
You can't take Ireland outta me, it's in everything I do
When I look up at the starlight, I feel the ties that bind
To all those who came before me, who never lost their mind
There's heart in every story, and strength in every stand
Just like my fathers taught me, I'll defend this piece of land
The fiddle plays an ancient tune, the guitar brings it home
Oh, my Irish roots, they keep me standing tall
They teach me how to rise again, whenever I may fall
From Dublin streets to mountain roads, I carry what they knew
You can't take Ireland outta me, it's in everything I do
So when I raise my family, by the coast or on the plain
I’ll tell them of our Irish roots, and sing the songs again
And when they ask just who we are, I'll smile and tell the truth
We're the sons and daughters, of those with Irish roots
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