If I win Tattslotto I'd travel far away
I'd visit South America home of mara and rhea
I'd buy a working Llama, I'd climb the mountain track
And Llama close behind me my luggage on his back.
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The farmer he felt sad the day
His poor old dog did pass away
The old dog his name it was Hal
He was the farmer's truest pal.
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Bessy Ryan is proud of her son Jim
And she feels that there's no one quite like him
And her precious Jim the apple of her eye
Has now become a fully fledged altar boy.
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He's getting on in years now his hair is silver gray
But he's not learned much from life or so 'twould seem that way
To win the old man's wars for him good young men have to die
And why some grow less tolerant with age I often wonder why?
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She does not like the sensitive new age guys those who like to hug trees
And she doesn't like the young uni going males who strive for their degrees
But she like the muscular footy bloke the one with hairy chest
the rough around the edges type is the man who suits her best.
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Mick Patsy was a man known far and wide
Through the Muskerry and Duhallow countryside
In Macroom, Carriganimma, Millstreet and Knocknagree
And Kanturk, Kiskeam, Cullen and Boherbue.
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I have sung about Duhallow and the rivers, streams and rills
And I've sung about Sliabh Luachra and about the Boggeragh hills
And the lake at Gortavehy and the wood at Claramore
But the memories are fading of a green and distant shore.
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Norgay the Sherpa along with Hillary the first to conquer Everest and it has been conquered many times since then
The Sherpas of the Himalayas the hardiest of men
And without their knowledge of the mountains Everest may not have been conquered yet
They are the unsung heroes and their achievements we forget.
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On the gum tree in the backyard two hours before break of day
White backed magpie he is fluting Spring cannot be far away
From the darkness of my bedroom his song pleasant to hear
In the stillness of early morning he sounds melodious and clear.
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