Shamrock Leaves
Oh ! if for every tear
That from our exiled eyes
Has fallen, Erin dear,
A shamrock could arise,
We'd weave a garland green
Should stretch the ocean through,
All, all the way between
Our aching hearts and you!
That from our exiled eyes
Has fallen, Erin dear,
A shamrock could arise,
We'd weave a garland green
Should stretch the ocean through,
All, all the way between
Our aching hearts and you!
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