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Shamrock BuskerI got the hang of Irish MusicWhen I saw the Gaelic shore All my continental fears Now seem such a bore The ferry boat took me to Dublin And the Shannon to the west To all the people and the hills My soul likes the best Now I am a Shamrock busker All the songs are for the free All the tunes and Irish airs Can't stand slavery We square the circle, start again We try and try, if all's in vain We're looking for a brand new morning Break the chain Now I am a rambling rover Roving over hilly land Lookin' for the final answer Written in sand I also jump in at the deep end Have a stout in Gallway town Also like the city lights They can't drag me down Didn't you know The Shamrock busker's songs To Ireland he belongs With all his wild dreams Whenever we will play an Irish tune The Shamrock revives Whenever we can see a waxing moon Tim Finnegan will rise |