Christy Moore – Smoke And Strong Whiskey (Guitar)

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Kids wear white garters and smell like their mothers

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Whose husbands and fathers alike

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Drink black beer in the same public houses

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Smelling of smoke and strong whiskey

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Mammies and daddies and skipping ropes

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Lectures from priests, living in hope

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They've not mistaken the brand of their coats

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Paid for by their spiritual teachings

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A busy year this, the streets running red

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How many sent to a nuptial bed

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And how many sent home to a winter of graves

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And how many wait in for the slaughter

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Oh          the holy ground

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Ceud mile failte, there's saints and there's scholars to see

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Oh          the holy ground

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The far away hills ain't as green as they once used to be

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It's Easter again and we cannot forget

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Brothers and sisters and all that was said

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So practice your pipes, stand proud in the wet

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But the eyes of the world are upon you

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God in his mercy has given us men

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To lead us to peace but they can't bring an end

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To the profits that pay off the lease on the land

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We still send them over the water

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Seventeen years and Kelly's a man

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Who stands on the street with a gun in his hand

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He's Protecting the pipers that play in the band

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While the enemy waits with an army

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Oh            the holy ground

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Ceud mile failte, there's saints and there's scholars to see

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Oh            the holy ground

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The far away hills ain't as green as they once used to be

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Dia le hEireann, suckle the empire

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Dia le hEireann, suffer the loss

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Of the green to the blue while the media feeds

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On the blood and the pain and the hatred

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Father walks home on the colourless night

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And the organisation has blinded his sight

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His wife and his kids are sleeping tonight

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In the arms of sweet Jesus and Mary

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Oh            the holy ground

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Ceud mile failte, there's saints and there's scholars to see

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Oh             the holy ground

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The far away hills ain't as green as they once used to be