| It was on the road to Dublin that I met a pretty girl
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| She looked so good that it was quite disarmin'
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| I stopped and I asked her if she wanted to go home
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| Or if she had to stay out till the mornin'
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| And she says: Right! |
| Alright! |
| Sure, we’ll get along tonight
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| And think about eachother in the mornin'
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| Is there a way? |
| No way I can take you in today
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| So you’ll have to think about me when you’re yawnin'
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| She took to me quite lovingly, and she had much to say
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| And I never felt the cold as it was growin'
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| And then she turned and said to me: I think I’ve lost me way
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| And suddenly I knew me heart was glowin'
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| And she says: Right! |
| Alright! |
| Sure, we’ll get along tonight
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| And think about eachother in the mornin'
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| Is there a way? |
| No way I can take you in today
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| So you’ll have to think about me when you’re yawnin'
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| We came upon a crossroads and she asked me to get down
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| And I danced a merry jig among the hawthorn
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| I never felt her hand as she removed me wallet brown
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| And we danced some reels and jigs until the dawnin'
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| And she says: Right! |
| Alright! |
| Sure, we’ll get along tonight
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| And think about eachother in the mornin'
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| Is there a way? |
| No way I can take you in today
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| So you’ll have to think about me when you’re yawnin'
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| Now that my story has come to an end
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| She upped and she left me without warnin'
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| So here I am today without a penny to me name
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| And I wish I’d never met her in the mornin'
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| And she says: Right! |
| Alright! |
| Sure, we’ll get along tonight
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| And think about eachother in the mornin'
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| Is there a way? |
| No way I can take you in today
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| So you’ll have to think about me when you’re yawnin'
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| And she says: Right! |
| Alright! |
| Sure, we’ll get along tonight
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| And think about eachother in the mornin'
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| Is there a way? |
| No way I can take you in today
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| So you’ll have to think about me when you’re yawnin' |