The Dubliners – When The Boys Come Rolling Home (Guitar)

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I always will remember well the day we went away

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Sailin’ out of Belfast in the morning

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Our hopes were on tomorrow as we kissed the girls farewell

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But our dreams were on the day of our returning

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There’ll be dancin’ romancin’ and never more we’ll roam

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There’ll be rolling in the hay there’ll be whiskey in the tea

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When the boys come rolling home

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We safely reached the other side in New York City fair

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In spite of wind and rain and stormy weather

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We all sat down and drank a glass and wished each other well

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And we said we’ll all come back again together

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There’ll be dancin’ romancin’ and never more we’ll roam

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There’ll be rolling in the hay there’ll be whiskey in the tea

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When the boys come rolling home

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Well Joe he went to Boston and Sam to Buffalo

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And Pat went out as far as California

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I used to get some letters then but that was long ago

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And they always spoke of Ireland and returning

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There’ll be dancin’ romancin’ and never more we’ll roam

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There’ll be rolling in the hay there’ll be whiskey in the tea

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When the boys come rolling home

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I must be over eighty now my grandson’s by my bed

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And here I’m in Chicago and still scheming

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He says he’ll take me back again to rest my weary head

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And I’ll leave him a legacy of dreaming

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There’ll be dancin’ romancin’ and never more we’ll roam

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There’ll be rolling in the hay there’ll be whiskey in the tea

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When the boys come rolling home

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There’ll be dancin’ romancin’ and never more we’ll roam

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There’ll be rolling in the hay there’ll be whiskey in the tea

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When the boys come rolling home