Irish Rovers Shores Of Americay
I'm bidding farewell to the land of my youth
And the home I loved so well
And the mountains grand in me old native land
I'm bidding them all farewell
With an aching heart I'll bid them adieu
O'er the raging foam for to seek a home
On the shores of Americay
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So fare thee well me darling Mary Ann
We sail at the break of day
O'er the raging foam for to seek a home
On the shores of Americay
It's just for the want of employment I'm going
It's not for the want of fame
But fortune bright may shine over me
And give me a glorious name
Our land may be poor, but of this I am sure
We're welcome where ever we roam
O'er the raging foam for to seek a home
On the shores of Americay
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