Key: A major•
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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I've led a Christian life
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Looking back from Iowa
towards Mother Ireland.
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I was born in Templemore
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in 1825
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Recalled a happy boyhood un
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til my mother died
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Starvation crept across the land,
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America's our dream
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Six cruel weeks on stormy seas aboard
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the ship Tyrene.
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in an American primitive land
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I washed my face in a frying pan,
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American primitive man.
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the English offered farm and ground
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But we'd lived too long under English rule,
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to United States we're bound
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aw the filth down in that hold
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We landed in Milwal
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kee, trekked 200 miles or more
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A sack of new potatoes
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was carried by each man
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Four spades for cultivation
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we'd brought from Ireland
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We worked at splitting railroad ties,
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bought one old milking cow
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A quarter section uncleared land,
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two oxen and a plough
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At night we heard the wolves howl on
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our newly purchased farm
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war took shelter in our barn.
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The Larsens and the Cooneys, the
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Russells the Molloys
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a spate of girls and boys.
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in an American primitive land
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A whiskey still in an oatmeal can,
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American primitive man
Outro 1
man.
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TunerE A D G B E
ChordsA D E F#m B
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Capo: 2
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