Oh I want to go back to that tumbledown shack Where the wild roses bloom round the door... Just to pillow my head in that old feather bed, and to hear my dear mother once more. There's a bright gleamin' light guidin' me home tonight, down a long road of white cobblestone, Oh I want to go back, to that tumbledown shack, ...to that tumbledown shack in Athlone. ~ Irish Ballad ~ July 17 thoughts