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Farewel to the groves of shillelagh and shamrock |
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Farewell to the wee girls of old Ireland all round |
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May their hearts be as merry as ever I would wish them |
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When far far away across the ocean I'm bound( |
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Oh my father is old and my mother is quite feeble |
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To leave their own country it grieves their hearts sore |
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Oh the tears in great drops down their cheeks they are rolling |
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To think they must die upon some foreign shore |
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But what matters to me where my bones may be buried |
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If in peace and contentment I can spend my life |
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Oh the green fields of Canada they daily are blooming |
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It's there I'll put an end to my miseries and strife |
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so pack up your seastores and tarry no longer |
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Ten dollars a week isn't very bad pay |
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With no taxes or tithes to devour up your wages |
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When you're on the green fields of Amerikay |
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The sheep run unshorn and the land's gone to rushes |
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The handyman's gone and the winders of creels |
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Away across the ocean good journeyman tailors |
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And fiddlers that play out the old mountain tunes. |
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Farewell to the dances in homes now deserted, |
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When tips struck the lightening in splanks from the floor, |
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The paving and rigging of hobnails on flagstones |
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The tears of the old folk and shouts of encore |
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For the landlords and bailiffs in vile combination |
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Have forced us from hearthstone and homestead away |
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May the crowbar brigade all be doomed to damnation |
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When we're on the green fields of Americay. |
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And it's now to conclude and to finish my story |
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If ever friendless Irishmen chances my way |
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With the best in the house I will treat him, and welcome |
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At home in the green fields of Amerikay. |
