The so called green niggers
of America treated like second
class citizens. Could not get a job
to feed our families. but we rose like
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Over the Irish Hills the moon bestowes
white sickles captured in the pitch black
Presented to me in mirth.
The arrival of new birth
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Im wild and always ready to fight
Im calm and quiet like the night
I dont talk or conversate much
speak on me that's it. Im closing
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maybe i should just let you go
untie you from this rope
I dont think i can be for you
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I am your four leaf clover
I am your lucky charm
I am your leperchaun
I give you all my gold
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