Tommy Makem

Oh, my feet are weary on a road that leads to nowhere

And my mind keeps turning backwards evermore

To where misty covered mountains raise their heads into the heavens

And gaze upon that blue Pacific shore


Vancouver, Vancouver

When I get back, I never more will roam

Vancouver, Vancouver

Vancouver, I'm coming home

Now, there was a pretty girl I knew before I left Vancouver

And we walked hand in hand by English Bay

And she told me that she loved me when the moon was on the waters

And I promised I'd return to her some day


Oh, I want to walk your hilly streets and on your sandy beaches

And I want to talk to people who are kind

If this lonesome train keeps rolling, then I'll see you in the morning

And maybe then, I'll get some peace of mind