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The Irish Rover
Thursday, July 3, 2008
How the trade winds drove her
I just wanted to tell everyone that I arrived safely in Paris. Though I fell asleep on the train to Larks, but... well, it ended ok. More to come after we go out!
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The rocky road to... Belfast?
Skellig Islands. Etc.
And we leave the rover behind
We had sailed seven years when the measles broke out
And we called her the Irish Rover
Your man Mick McCann from the banks of the Bann
Slugger O'Toole who was drunk as a rule
How the trade winds drove her (Part 2)
How the trade winds drove her
There was Johnny McGurk who was scared stiff of work
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