| I called your sister
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| To make sure you’re all right
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| But she told me that you stepped out for the night
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| So I thought of all the places you could be
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| And your Irish eyes of green
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| And her father turned slowly into light
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| For the hardest five years
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| Of her family life
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| She was lonely so she came to spend the night
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| In my house, in my bed, with me
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| In my house in my bed with me
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| Yesterday, tomorrow
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| Days of joy and sorrow
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| Yesterday, tomorrow
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| Tears of joy and sorrow
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| Yesterday, tomorrow
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| Songs of joy and sorrow
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| Yesterday, tomorrow
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| Waves of joy and sorrow |