Amadan - Backwards Bound/Jeremy's Jam lyrics

I sit beside firelight And I rest upon the sand My bundle sits upon my stick And my face, sits in my hand I take a sip of the stout my love, And I drink myself to sleep And one more thought of you all alone And it sends my heart to weep For Australia it looks, Australia it sounds And Australia, so it seems For though I sleep on Australia's dirt, It's Ireland in my dreams I wake to the call, Still growin' old And I hold my achin' head I roll my bundle up again And I clear my earthen bed And the sun climbs high, It claims the sky above my uplifted face And I think of you And of what I've done And I lower it in disgrace For Australia it looks, Australia it sounds And Australia, so it seems For though I stand on Australia's cliffs, It's Ireland in my dreams In the seaside town of eire On the great Australian bight I stow away on a prison ship By the cover of the night And the morning sun lays witness To a bow slicing through the foam And I can feel you smile A thousand miles away As you learn that I'm comin' home For Australia it looks, Australia it sounds And Australia, so it seems For though I sail from Australia's shores, In Ireland soon I'll be