Reckless Kelly – Seven Nights In Eire (Guitar)

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

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

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The laughing eyes of Ireland sparkling blue and green

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With hair as black as Guinness stout and barely seventeen

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

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Liquored up and gearing up for seven nights in Ireland 

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The corner booth is waiting for the session to begin

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

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

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And a piper man is blowing like the North Atlantic wind

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And an Eire island beauty is sawing on the violin 

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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

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Fifty pounds against the odds and came in six to one

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McSwiggin heard the race report, he invited us on in

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So we drank Catholic whiskey with all our newfound friends

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

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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

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

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

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And only then I realized we were standing in the rain

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

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