A recording by the McNulty Family from 1939, which you can hear at the Internet Archive, has this last verse, offering a somewhat happier ending than the versions posted above:

Well, now I'm rich in worldly goods, but in the mind of me,
A longing and a yearning grows for friends across the sea;
So back I'll go to Ireland, that isle so green and fair,
But sure I'll miss my mother's voice and the words she told me there: CHORUS