The bells at home come ringing out
When I think all alone
Aunts, kids, all the relations
Nothing that's passe, only the best
Congratulations, this is success
What a great life it must seem
Mom, Dad, all 'round the fire
Crying and sighing, this is success
In festive attire, keeping the day
No rest, singing and playing
Swell joints, everything classy
Then I think of my home
What a great life it must seem
What a great life it must seem
But when I hear young voices singing out
When I feel all alone
But when I hear young voices singing out
Night out and day in, doing the rounds
Lush girls ogling and eying
The bells at home come ringing out