Ireland Was Never Like This chords by Maureen O'Hara
Verse 1
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The of Sean Fitzsimons
was my only family tree,
And I grew up a fine
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upstandin' miss.
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I loved the streets of Dublin
and the lakes of Innisfree,
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Sure Ireland was never like this.
When I was slowly fillin' out
a dewy -eyed colleen,
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With no one lads a -throwin' me a kiss,
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I never thought that I would see the
likes of what I've seen.
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Sure, Ireland was never like this.
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Come every spring on a
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bright and cheery day,
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I'd go a -singing, Tor -a -lor -a -lay.
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Now, nearer am I in India,
Beside a banyan tree,
A million miles from everything
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I've missed.
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I love your quaint pagodas
and the gentleman with me,
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but sure as my given name is Chris!
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Oh, Ireland was never like the land of the Hindus,
the Sikhs and Untouchables,
Christians and Muslims
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and all of the rest,
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Buddhas and Brahmins
including Mohammedans.
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Sure as my given name is Chris
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Oh, Ireland was never like this
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Sure as my given name is Chris
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Oh, Ireland was never like this . .
Ireland Was Never Like This
Maureen O'Hara
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