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    To comfort us here after all in Amerika
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    I'm going to a foreign nation
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    or yet annoy my patience
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    He said, my dear
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    and relations and bid this Irish nation
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    I 'll go along with you
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    or another season
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    She said, my dear
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    To view fond lovers talking
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    The the thrushes they were warbling
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    Down by yon shady harbour
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    It being in the springtime
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    Every time I close my eyes
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    My mind is spinning round and around
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    Oh baby can't you see
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    But every time I close my eyes
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