The Old Turf Fire

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[Chorus]
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Oh, the old turf fire and the hearth
 swept clean
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There's no one so contented as 
myself and Paddy Keane
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The baby in the cradle, you can hear
 its mammy say
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Ah, will you go to sleep, Alanna, 
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while I wet your daddy's tea

[Verse]
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Now I've got a little house and 
land, as neat as it can be
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You'll never see the likes of it 
this side of Lisnakea
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No piano in the corner and no 
pictures on the wall
But I'm happy and contented in my 
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little cottage hall

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[Verse]
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Now the man that I work for, of 
noble blood is he
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But somethin' I'll be tellin' you, 
we never can agree
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He has big towering mansions, he has
 castles great and tall
But I wouldn't change the roof that 
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crowns my own cottage hall

[Chorus]
Am
Oh, the old turf fire and the hearth
 swept clean
        G
There's no one so contented as 
myself and Paddy Keane
    Am
The baby in the cradle, you can hear
 its mammy say
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Ah, will you go to sleep, Alanna, 
         Am
while I wet your daddy's tea

[Instrumental]
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[Verse]
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Round the old turf fire sit the old 
folk, bent with years
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As they watch us trippin' lightly, 
they're smilin' through their tears
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So sadly they are dreaming of their 
youthful heart's desire
In those dear old days so long ago, 
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around the old turf fire

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