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Res John Burman

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'Liam Clancy, RIP'

God rest ye, Liam Clancy
You were a lovely boy
With magic in your music
And a way of spreading joy.

God rest ye, Liam Clancy
A true son of Erin's Isle
Your voice could break a thousand hearts
Or make a Nation smile!

God rest ye, Liam Clancy
The music was your own
I pray your Mercy Angels
Will carry you safely home.

God rest ye, Liam Clancy
I'll shed a lonely tear
We're poorer for you passing
But richer you were here!

God rest ye, Liam Clancy
Your music will not pass
And while I play your songs again
I'll raise a Parting Glass.

Rest Well, Old Friend
Copyright © Res JFB 5th December 2009

Submitted: Saturday, February 12, 2011
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