| The bright sun a-shining and blue skies a-pining
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| For the want of some clouds or some ornamentation
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| The heathers a-blazing and cows are a-grazing
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| As I sit on the hill overlooking the bay
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| They’re out on the ocean the ships are in motion
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| From Killybegs Harbour right down to Kinsale;
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| Down in the harbour the crowds they have gathered
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| To watch the winds blowing the ships in full sail
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| Some then sail for pleasure and others for treasure
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| And some do the wishin' and some are there fishin';
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| But what e’er you’re making you’ll need no awaking
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| To the dangers involved for the ships on the sea
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| They’re out on the ocean the ships are in motion
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| From Killybegs Harbour right down to Kinsale;
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| Down in the harbour the crowds they have gathered
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| To watch the winds blowing the ships in full sail
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| The seagulls are squawking they seem to be talking
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| Of this grandrous sight which seems oh so leisurely;
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| In summer it’s pleasing but in winter it’s teasing
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| And storms will be blowing the ships in the sea
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| They’re out on the ocean the ships are in motion
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| From Killybegs Harbour right down to Kinsale
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| Down in the harbour the crowds they have gathered
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| To watch the winds blowing the ships in full sail
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| They’re out on the ocean the ships are in motion
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| From Killybegs Harbour right down to Kinsale;
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| Down in the harbour the crowds they have gathered
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| To watch the winds blowing the ships in full sail |