Tom: G
Introdução:
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I come from Paddy?s land I?m a rake and ramblin? man
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Since I was young, I?ve had the urge to roam
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So don?t you weep for me. When I?m sailing on the sea
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For you won?t see me till I come rolling home
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Rolling home to Ireland, rolling home across the sea
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Back to me own con-ter-ree (country)
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Two thousand miles behind us and a thousand more to go
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So fill the sails and blow winds blow!
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We sailed away from Cork We were headed for New York
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I?d always dreamed the sailor?s life for me
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But the days were hard and long With no women, wine, or song
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And it wasn?t quite the fun I?d thought ?twould be
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Rolling home to Ireland, rolling home across the sea
Em A D
Back to me own con-ter-ree (country)
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Two thousand miles behind us and a thousand more to go
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So fill the sails and blow winds blow!
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We weren?t too long a-sail When the wind became a gale
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Our boat was tossed and turned upon the foam
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With waves like moutains high Well I thought that I would die
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I wished to God that I was rolling home
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Rolling home to Ireland, rolling home across the sea
Em A D
Back to me own con-ter-ree (country)
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Two thousand miles behind us and a thousand more to go
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So fill the sails and blow winds blow!
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And when I reach the shore I will go to sea no more
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There?s more to life than sailing ?round the Horn
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Good luck to sailor men When they?re headed out again
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I wish them all safe harbor from the storm
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Rolling home to Ireland, rolling home across the sea
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Back to me own con-ter-ree (country)
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Two thousand miles behind us and a thousand more to go
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So fill the sails and blow winds blow!