| When I first heard Tommy Makem and the Clancy’s my future it was sealed
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| I was bitten by the ballad bug and since then the wound has never healed
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| When I got my first guitar my fingers bled until I learned a chord or two
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| I pulled on my aran sweater, wrote my Ma a goodbye letter
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| And started throwing shapes in O’Donoghue’s
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| I played cabaret in Bundoran, marquees for Father Horan
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| And I once stood in for Johnny McEvoy
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| From Berlin to San Francisco I’ve gone on before the disco
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| Lashing out the four green fields of Athenry
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| Mountbellew was like purgatory but Tulsk was just like being in hell
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| I’ve received my education in the lounges of the nation
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| After 25 years I am doing well
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| If I get an encore I go home feeling like a king
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| It’s a two way situation I get a lot of pleasure when I sing
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| I’ve played every lounge in Ireland from Dingle right up to Donegal
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| I’ve sung Nancy Spain on stages
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| Where no other ballad singers play at all
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| From the rising sun in Brownstown to the Blue Lagoon above in Sligo Town
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| Ballymurphy and the Bogside, Ballinamore
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| And even once in Ballinasloe
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| I was playing in the Meeting place when half the Special Branch came in the door
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| They were looking for an outlaw
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| He stole their trousers back in 1984
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| They started listening to my songs and hung around till after the show
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| If I ever need a taxi plate or a massage at a special rate
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| They’re the boys to tell me where to go |