| It doesn’t go any further than this room
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| No fly on the wall will ever know
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| You know what they say you only dressed in grey
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| And a sign from you could seal a man’s doom
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| Your help for a widow would dry away her tears
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| And the legend only grew with the passing of the years
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| Cousin Charlie won’t you tell us a story
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| Of criminals and days in the wars
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| Tell us all about the heroes high wide and tall
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| That would lay down and die for the cause
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| Cousin Charlie won’t you tell about it all
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| Now they say you kept it under the radar
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| The business was all underground
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| With the help of twenty martyrs and some friends overseas
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| They could turn this country around
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| There was blood before it’s done it’s always hit and run
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| When it got from bad to worse the curse was reversed
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| So now you’ve settled down in that sleepy little town
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| The heart of mother Ireland to surround you
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| Did you ever exist could you do more than this
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| My friend we were lucky just to find you
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| You were slippery as a whale escaped from Lincoln Gaol
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| And somehow you’re still here to tell us the tale |