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Well oh, the green mountainsides over fields where we lay,
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Over sun-splashed orange skylines, my (...), they bleed and scream.
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And I crush 'em wit' my boot heels, for no shells I can afford.
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And I'm off to Dublin city, for I've lost our room and board.
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No, I couldn't join the army. If I died, what would we do?
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Me wife, she is my sunshine, but she knows not what we do.


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To my dearest, sweetest Colleen, please forgive me for not calling.
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I regret you had to find this, the note that says I'm gone.
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Well, I hope you do not shun me, only ask that you forgive me.
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It was bound to happen, as we both know. You know it had to be done.
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Well, take hold of tiny Kathleen. Take her (...).
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Well, there's money in the strongbox, (...) tickets in the car.
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I can't stand to see you crying, nor can you to see us dying.
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Well, I've gone to set it right. I know you'll think I've gone too far.
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I cannot take this pressure on me. No one ever said it was in-store for me.
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Well, I pray you do not shun me. I'm coming back, my dear Colleen.


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