| In these sad and lonely days for Ireland
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| Our people shipped across the ocean wide
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| They left their footsteps by the harbour walls
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| And their dreams are in the hills
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| And the cabins that were home
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| In the fields and in the towns of Ireland
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| In our hearts we always will remember
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| All the tragedy, the hunger, the death and pain
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| In our hearts we always will remember
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| All the millions that were lost
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| All the lifes that it cost
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| In those ships, those coffin ships, those ships of tears
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| In overcrowded ships not fit for people
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| The angel of death did cast it’s hungry eye
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| For many will die upon the ocean deep
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| And the childrens' hungry pleas
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| From the ??? |
| and disease
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| In those ships, those coffin ships, those ships of tears
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| Now their ghosts will dance upon the ocean
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| Their spirits are wandering on a lonely wave
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| The moon and stars will cast a laughing eye
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| Build a bridge across the sea
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| Place a cross, in memory
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| For each life that was lost in that holocaust |