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IRISH SONGS AND LYRICS 43 |
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Ah, sweet is Tipperary in the spring-time of the year,
When life like the years is young, When the soul is just awaking, like a lily blossom breaking
And love words linger on the tongue; When the blue of Irish skies is the hue of Irish eyes
And love dreams cluster and cling Round the heart and round the brain, half of pleasure half of pain —
Ah! sweet is Tipperary in the spring! |
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