Back to Nine Island O (3:35) Author:Donal O'Shaughnessy 
CHORUS It's red right returning On back to Nine Island Hauling our catch farewell to the sea For home our heart's yearning as we view the highlands We're riding the crest And our spirits are free 
We're dreaming of camp as the main sail's unfurling the evening is blessed with a favoring wind Our faces are chapped from the weeks of our toiling while our labors have kept us from drinking and sin with thoughts of our docking all faces are smiling the haul is a bumper well blessed by the Man Life's pleasures are best when your heart it is pining and ever more joyful when they're close at hand CHORUS 
The sun in the west as it's drifting and lazing shines and reflects on the houses ashore it seemingly sets all the windows a blazing Our hearts they will leap when we walk thru their doors Our faces will glow like the campfires burning We'll drink up the time with our family and friends we'll cherish the time for soon we're returning It's moments at camp we wish they'd never end CHORUS 
The first night at camp will last till sun's dawning with tales of the past full of laughter and song The glasses we drank will soon lend to our yawning It's here all are welcome It's here you belong We easily lose all our thoughts of employment enjoying all things as we're fast on the shore  

Irish Song Lyrics 
from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
when the day soon arives and we're bound for deployment we'll plan our returning when we leave once more CHORUS