[00:00.00]Loreena McKennitt - Dickens Dublin(The Palace)
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[00:44.43]I walk the streets of Dublin town
[00:47.60]Its 1842
[00:51.29]Its snowing on this Christmas Eve
[00:54.69]Think Ill beg another bob or two
[00:58.66]Ill huddle in this doorway here
[01:02.05]Till someone comes along
[01:05.91]If the lamp lighter comes real soon
[01:09.41]Maybe Ill go home with him
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[01:13.27]Maybe I can find a place I can call my home
[01:20.57]Maybe I can find a home I can call my own
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[01:57.51]The horses on the cobbled stones pass by
[02:00.42]Think Ill get one one fine day
[02:04.16]And ride into the country side
[02:07.72]And very far away
[02:11.33]But now as the daylight disappears
[02:14.83]I best find a place to sleep
[02:18.54]Think Ill slip into the bell tower
[02:21.53]In the church just down the street
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[02:25.69]Maybe I can find a place I can call my home
[02:33.04]Maybe I can find a home I can call my own
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[03:09.02]Maybe on the way Ill find the dog
[03:12.21]I saw the other night
[03:15.68]And tuck him underneath my jacket
[03:18.52]So well stay warm through the night
[03:23.11]As we lie in the bell tower high
[03:26.49]And dream of days to come
[03:30.08]The bells oer head will call the hour
[03:33.32]The day we will find a home
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[03:37.20]Maybe I can find a place I can call my home
[03:44.39]Maybe I can find a home I can call my own
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[03:51.47]Maybe I can find a place I can call my home
[03:58.64]Maybe I can find a home I can call my own
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