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Intro

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The first pub we could stagger to was twelve steps from the plane

 A Virgin flight to Shannontown the day it didn't rain

 The laughing eyes of Ireland sparkling blue and green

 With hair as black as Guinness stout and barely seventeen

 We're back out on the cobblestones whiskey drunk and high

 Liquored up and gearing up for seven nights in Ireland

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The corner booth is waiting for the session to begin

 It's quiet as a mother's prayer ?till we all stumble in

 And it's fifty happy voices mixed with whistles made of tin

 And a piper man is blowing like the North Atlantic wind

And an Aran island beauty is sawing on the violin

 I wonder will she miss me after seven nights in Ireland

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It's Ladies' Day in Galway and we watched the ponies run

 Fifty pounds against the odds and came in six to one

 McSwiggin heard the race report, he invited us on in

 So we drank Catholic whiskey with all our newfound friends

They raised a glass to all of us and we all toasted them

 Here's to Michael, Tom and Pat and seven nights in Ireland

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 we kissed all the girls goodbye and gathered in our gear

 And when she walked me to the gate I swear I saw a tear

 But then she looked into my eyes I knew she felt my pain

 And only then I realized we were standing in the rain

 So save our places at the pub and when the eyes are dry

 We'll come back another day for seven nights in Ireland

Outro

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