| I left Ireland and crossed the Atlantic
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| At home once more there was no work to find.
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| With a heavy heart I had to make that journey
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| With thoughts of friends and loved ones on my mind.
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| I landed in New York then traveled southwards
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| 'Cause city life was never meant for me.
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| I think it must’ve been God’s plan to lead me
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| To a little town called Erin Tennessee
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| There I felt I was back in my homeland
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| Far across the sea
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| Oh I found a little bit of Ireland
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| Way down in Tennessee
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| Now very soon I met a pretty lady
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| She set my heart a whirlin' all could see
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| I wanted her to be my one and only
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| My southern belle from Erin Tennessee
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| As we walked the hills I told her of my homeland
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| Far across the sea
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| I found love in that little bit of Ireland
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| Called Erin Tennessee
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| We settled on green rollin pastures
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| It was there that she took my hand
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| And we lived and we loved and we raised our children
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| Far away from my own native land
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| Now I often tell them of my homeland
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| Far across the sea
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| But we have a little bit of Ireland |
| Here in Erin, Tennessee
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| Yes we have a little bit of Ireland
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| Here in Erin Tenneseee
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