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If you ever go across the sea to Ireland
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Then maybe at the closing of your day
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You could sit and watch the moon rise over Claddagh
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Or watch the sun go down on Galway Bay
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For the breezes blowing o'er the sea to Ireland
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Are perfumed by the heather as they blow
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And the women in the uplands diggin' praties
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Speak a language that the strangers do not know
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For the strangers came and tried to teach their way
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And scorned us just for being what we are
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But they might as well go chasing after moonbeams
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Or light a penny candle from a star
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And if there is going to be a life hereafter
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And somehow I am sure there's gonna to be
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I will ask my God to let me make my heaven
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In that dear land across the Irish sea
