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Shamrock Shore (2)

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Shamrock Shore (2)

1.  From Derry quay we sailed away on the twenty-third of May
    We were taken on board by a pleasant crew, bound for Amerikay
    Fresh water then we did take on, five thousand gallons or more
    In case we'd run short going to New York far away from the shamrock
        shore.

2.  Then fare thee well, sweet Liza dear and likewise unto Derry town
    And twice farewell to my comrades brave that dwell on that sainted
        ground
    If fame or fortune shall favour me, and I to have money in store
    I'll go back and I'll wed the wee lassie I left on Paddy's green
        shamrock shore.

3.  At twelve o'clock we came in sight of famous Mullin Head
    And Innistrochlin to the right stood out on the ocean's bed.
    A grander sight ne'er met my eyes than e'er I saw before
    Than the sun going down 'twixt sea and sky far away from the shamrock
        shore.

4.  We sailed three weeks, we were all seasick, not a man on board was free
    We were all confined unto our bunks and no-one to pity poor me.
    No father kind nor mother dear to lift up my head, which was sore
    Which made me think more on the lassie I left on Paddy's green shamrock
        shore.

5.  We safely reached the other side after fifteen and twenty days,
    We were taken as passengers by a man and led round in six different
        ways,
    Then each of us drank a parting glass, in case we'd meet no more
    And we drank a health to old Ireland and Paddy's green shamrock shore.


Here is a variant verse to your Shamrock Shore (2) (PADDYGR2)  This song was
song by the Irish Rovers on their "Emigrate! Emigrate!" album.  (1973 Potato
Records) Traditional. AS

We landed on the other side
In three and thirty days
And drinking over a parting glass
We all went our separate ways
We took each comrade by the hand
In case we might never meet more
And we drank a health
To old Ireland
And Paddy's green shamrock shore.

from the singing of Cathal McConnell on The Boys of the Lough,
"The Piper's Broken Finger" JB  Also Irish Rovers.
JB

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