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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 can sit and watch the moon rise over claddagh,
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And see the sun go down on galway bay.
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Just to hear again the ripple of the trout stream,
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The women in the meadow making hay,
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Just to sit beside the turf fire in a cabin,
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And watch the barefoot gosoons as they play
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For the breezes blowing o'er the sea's from
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ireland,
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Are perfumed by the heather as they blow,
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And the women in the uplands digging praties
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Speak a language that the strangers do not
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Know.
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Yet the strangers came and tried to teach u
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S their ways,
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And they scorned us just for being what we
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Are,
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But they might as well go chasin after moon
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beams,
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Or light a penny candle from a star.
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And if there's gonna be a life here after,
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And somehow i'm sure there's gonna 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.
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I will ask my god to let me make my heaven,
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In my dear land across the irish sea.