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Of Amusic in the names ofEm7 towEns
D/ATo build a city on such picturesque A7sus4ground
That Em7takes some Bm7sort of Em9flair A6
D/AWe draw a line the inBm7k is feEm7ar E
AYou stay that side we'll stay Em7hereE
D/AIts far harder to keep it A7sus4up
Em7Than to Bm7tear it dEm9own A6
Does it Gmaj7take you back to the D/Fkind of world
Gmaj7Hindsight calls the good old Asus2days?
Now that tGmaj7here's no room in an ED/Finstien world
For Gmaj7simple cause and Asus2effect A
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Behind the soft and peachy skin
Where D.N.A. or God begin
Where sub-Gaelic rot sets in
With stories from your mother
In myths and less exalted forms
The heady cocktail glory is born
You know it's not a bottled storm
So why do you indulge it
Dublin Dublin home of pretty Collens
Dublin Dublin, nurse of such bitter dreams
Em7ThatEs what my mother told me when I was about knee high
Thats what my mother told me when I was about knee high
Thats what my mother told me when I was about knee high
Thats what my mother told me
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