| Oh, we’ll stay awhile to fight awhile. |
| We’ll never want to leave ya
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| Oh, we’ll stay awhile to fight awhile 'til we come back to see ya
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| As we were walkin' down to Wales one day we chanced upon young Tommy Clancy
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| And we called to him, «Could you go a drink?» |
| Said he «boys, That’s my fancy!»
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| Oh, we’ll stay awhile to fight awhile. |
| We’ll never want to leave ya
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| Oh, we’ll stay awhile to fight awhile 'til we come back to see ya
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| Oh, we drank to Tommy and he did the same. |
| We drank to all his hellish brothers
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| And we drank to home and to girls we’ve know and we had one for our mothers
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| Oh, we’ll stay awhile to fight awhile. |
| We’ll never want to leave ya
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| Oh, we’ll stay awhile to fight awhile 'til we come back to see ya
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| And then we sang those songs we sang before. |
| We sang that we would drink forever
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| When the last drops passed our lips that day, we sang this song together
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| Oh, we’ll stay awhile to fight awhile. |
| We’ll never want to leave ya
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| Oh, we’ll stay awhile to fight awhile 'til we come back to see ya |