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letra de the ballad of jack larkin - eddie bheairtle ó conghaile

[verse 1]
it was in the hungry forties when old ireland lay in gloom
thousands sailed from galway bay to find a brighter home
among them were three comrades who were brave and strong and bold
and they came from dinish island off the lettermullen shore

[verse 2]
the streets of philadelphia they had heard were paved with gold
but very soon they realized it melted with the snow
the pangs of hunger know no bounds, they make the young look old
so they went to california a-hunting for thе gold

[verse 3]
they staked a claim upon the hill known as thе mount tahoe
and started digging into it some fortunes for to h–rd
it was a promise to their parents on the day they left their home
they’d bring it back to dinish off the lettermullen shore

[verse 4]
mcdonagh went to town one day to rustle up some stores
he was k!lled by three bandidos who robbed him of his poke
folan and jack larkin they waited at their home
and they buried him beside his claim on the side of mount tahoe

[verse 5]
and when the mound was patted down and the three hail mary’s said
and they placed a little wooden cross as a marker on his head
jack larkin faced and into the east and he swore a mighty oath
there was blood for blood, he’d have revenge or never show his face at home
[verse 6]
that very day jack went to town with his pistol in his belt
and he went into the tavern where they k!lled his cousin pat
he called out the bandidos and when the fight was o’er
the three of them were lying dead upon the barroom floor

[verse 7]
jack took a bullet in his back and for three long weeks he lay
till one night he says to folan: “sure i´ll never see the day
but tell my folks in dinish if you ever make it back
tell ’em i got the b-st-rds that k!lled my cousin pat”

[verse 8]
he was buried with his cousin in the grave upon the hill
with a marker at his head and feet and the three hail mary’s said
before the mound was patted down jack larkin’s mighty soul
was flown back home to dinish off the lettermullen shore

- eddie bheairtle o conghaile

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