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IRISH SONGS AND LYRICS 381 |
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We are the boys that take delight in Smashing the Limerick lamps when lighting, Through the streets like sporters fighting, And tearing all before us.
Instead, etc.
We'll break windows, we'll break doors, The watch knock down by threes and fours; Then let the doctors work their cures, And tinker up our bruises.
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We'll beat the bailiffs, out of fun, We'll make the mayor and sheriffs run; We are the boys no man dares dun, If he regards a whole skin.
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Our hearts, so stout, have got us fame For soon 'tis known from whence we came; Where'er we go they dread the name Of Garryowen in glory.
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Johnny Connell's tall and straight, And in his limbs he is complete; He'll pitch a bar of any weight,
From Garryowen to Thomond Gate. Instead, etc.
Garryowen is gone to wrack,
Since Johnny Connell went to Cork, |
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