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Ireland My Ireland

When you visit dear old Ireland,
Please say a special prayer.
Light a candle in the Abbey,
for my heart is always there.

Place this little pot of shamrocks,
in the chapel by the sea.
Because, you know I love them so,
and they're a part of me!

On this tiny piece of linen,
I cried a million tears or so.
Bury it in the garden of the place,
I once called home.

Oh! Ireland my Ireland
It's the place I long to be.
I left my heart in Ireland,
in that Chapel by the sea.
I can hear my Mother calling,
My boy come back to me.

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