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The
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Db
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first
pub
we
could
stagger to
was
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Db
Ab
twelve
steps
from
the
plane.
A
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Db
Ab
virgin
flight
to
Shannontown
the
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Db
Ab
day
it
didn't
rain.
The
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Db
Ab
laughing
eyes
of
Ireland
Bbm
Db
Ab
spark-
ling
blue
and
green.
With
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Db
Ab
hair
as
black
as
Guiness
stout
and
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Db
Ab
barely
seventeen
Gb
We're
back
out
on
the
Cobblestones
F FLAT_SIX_MAJOR
Whiskey
drunk
and
high
again,
Ebm
liquored
up
and
gearing
up
Ab
seven
nights
in
Bbm
Db
Ab
Ireland
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Db
Ab
the
Bbm
Db
Ab
corner
booth is
waiting for
the
Bbm
Db
Ab
session to
begin
it's
Bbm
Db
Ab
quiet as a
mother's prayer,
till
Bbm
Db
Ab
we all
stumbled in.
And it's
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Db
Ab
fifty
happy
voices
mixed
with
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Db
Ab
whistles made
of tin
And a
Bbm
Db
Ab
piper man
is
blowing
like the
Bbm
Db
Ab
North Atlantic
wind
Gb
and an
Eire
island
beauty is
F FLAT_SIX_MAJOR
sawing
on the
violin
Ebm
I wonder
will she
miss
me after
Ab
seven
nights
in
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Db
Ab
Ireland
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Gb
Gb
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Gb
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F FLAT_SIX_MAJOR
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