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Oh Kitty, My Darling, remember |
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That the doom will be mine if I stay |
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'Tis far better to part, though it's hard to |
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Than to rot in their prison away |
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'Tis far better to part, though it's hard to |
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Than to rot in their prison away |
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So softly he kissed her pale lips |
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'Twas the same story over an o'er |
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Hush Mavourneen, the Police are watching |
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And you know that I must go A STOR Hush now Bernie, the Police are watching |
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And you know that I must go A STOR Any day I'll be over the mountain |
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There'll be time enough left for to cry |
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So good night and God gaurd you forever |
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And write to me once you get by |
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So good night and God gaurd you forever |
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And write to me once you get by |