In the city of Chicago
As the evening shadows fall
There are people dreamin
Of the hills of Donegal
1847 was the year it all began
Deadly pains of hunger drove a million from the land
They journeyed not for glory
Their motive wasen`t greed
A voyage of survival across the stormy seas
To the city of ChicagoA
s the evening shadows fall
There are people dreamin
Of the hills of Donegal
Some of them knew fortune,and some of them knew fame
More of them knew hardship
They died upon the plain
They spread throughout the nation,They rode their railroad cars
Brought their songs and music to ease their lonely hearts
To the city of Chicago
As the evening shadows fall
There are people dreamin
Of the hills of Donegal
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Lyrics submitted by ava.