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