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GI come from Paddy?s land; I?m a Crake and ramblin? Gman
Since CI was young, I?ve Ghad the urge to Aroam D
So Gdon?t you weep for me. When I?m Csailing on the Gsea
For you Cwon?t see me till DI come rolling Ghome
Rolling Chome to Ireland, rolling Ghome across the sea
EmBack to me Aown con-ter-Dree (country)
Two Gthousand miles behind us and a Cthousand more to Ago
So Dfill the sails and blow winds Gblow!
GWe sailed away from Cork; We were Cheaded for New GYork
I?d Calways dreamed the Gsailor?s life for Ame D
But the Gdays were hard and long; With no Cwomen, wine, or Gsong
And it Cwasn?t quite the Dfun I?d thought ?twould bGe
Rolling Chome to Ireland, rolling Ghome across the sea
EmBack to me Aown con-ter-Dree (country)
Two Gthousand miles behind us and a Cthousand more to Ago
So Dfill the sails and blow winds Gblow!
GWe weren?t too long a-sail; When the Cwind became a Ggale
Our Cboat was tossed and Gturned upon the Afoam D
With Gwaves like moutains high; Well CI thought that I would Gdie
I Cwished to God that DI was rolling hGome
Rolling Chome to Ireland, rolling Ghome across the sea
EmBack to me Aown con-ter-Dree (country)
Two Gthousand miles behind us and a Cthousand more to Ago
So Dfill the sails and blow winds Gblow!
AAnd when I reach the shore; I will Dgo to sea no Amore
There?s Dmore to life than Asailing ?round the BHorn E
Good Aluck to sailor men; When they?re Dheaded out Aagain
I Dwish them all safe Eharbor from the Astorm
Rolling Dhome to Ireland, rolling Ahome across the sea
F#mBack to me Bown con-ter-Eree (country)
Two Athousand miles behind us and a Dthousand more to Bgo
So Efill the sails and blow winds Ablow!
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