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Muirsheen
Durkin (2/4 moderately fast) C C G G CIn
the days I went a courtin' I was never tired resortin' To
an ale-house or a playhouse and many's the house besides But
I told me brother Seamus I'd go off and be right famous And
I never would return again 'til I roamed the world wide So-
Goodbye Muirsheen Durkin sure I'm sick and tired of working No
more I'll dig the praties and no longer I'll be fooled As
sure's me name is Carney I'll be off to California Where
instead of diggin' praties I'll be diggin' lumps of gold I've
courted girls in Blarney, in Kanturk and in Killarney In
Passage and in Queenstown, that is the Cobh of Cork Goodbye
to all this pleasure I'll be off to take me leisure And
the next time that you hear from me, will be a letter from New York To
try and make me fortune in far Amerikay There's
gold and jewels and plenty for the poor and for the gentry And
when I return again I never more will stray |