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SEVEN NIGHTS IN EIRE INTRO:Am, C, G, Am x2
AmThe first pub we could stCagger to was twGelve steps from the plAmane A Virgin flight to ShannContown the dGay it didn't rAmain The laughing eyes of IreCland spaGrkling blue and grAmeen With hair as black as GuiCnness stout and baGrely seventAmeen WFe're back out on the cobblestones whAmiskey drunk and high LiGquored up and gearing up for seven nights in IrAmeland
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AmThe corner booth is waiCting for the seGssion to bAmegin It's quiet as a motCher's prayer ?tiGll we all stumble iAmn And it's fifty happy voCices mixed with whiGstles made of Amtin And a piper man is bloCwing like the NoGrth Atlantic wAmind FAnd an Aran island beauty is saAmwing on the violin IG wonder will she miss me after seven nights in IrAmeland
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AmIt's Ladies' Day in GaClway and we watGched the ponies Amrun Fifty pounds agCainst the odds and cGame in six to oAmne McSwiggin heard the raCce report, he inGvited us on iAmn So we drank Catholic whCiskey with aGll our newfound frienAmds FThey raised a glass to all of us and we aAmll toasted them HGere's to Michael, Tom and Pat and seven nights in IrAmeland
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wAme kissed all the giCrls goodbye and gaGthered in our gAmear And when she waClked me to the gate I swGear I saw a teAmar But then she looked inCto my eyes I knGew she felt my pAmain And only then I reCalized we were staGnding in the raAmin SFo save our places at the pub and whAmen the eyes are dry WGe'll come back another day for seven nights in IAmreland
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