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Artist:Paddy Schmidt
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Track:MURSHIN DURKIN
 
Date Added:18/10/2007
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Lyrics:In the days I went a-courtin´
I was never tired resortin´
To the alehouse and the
playhouse
and many´s the house beside
But I told me brother Seamus
I´d be
off and be right famous
And when I return again
I roamed the world wide


I courted girls in Blarney
in Kanturk and Killarney
In Passage and in
Queenstown
that is the cove of Cork
But I´m sick of all this treasure
I´m
gone and make me leisure
And the next time that you hear from me
will be a letter
from New York

Goodbye to all the girls at home
I´m sailing far across the
foam
To good old Paddy Mincoln and to Americay
There´s gold and jewels in plenty

for the poor and for the gentry
And the next time I´ll return again
I´ll
never more will say

So, Good Bye Murshin Durkin
I´m sick and tired of
workin´
No more I´ll dig the praties
and no longer I´ll be fooled
But as
sure my name is Carney
I´ll be off to Californy
And instead of digging praties

I´ll be digging lumps of gold
 
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