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In the sweet county Limerick one cold winter's night
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All the turf fires were burning when I first saw the light
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And a drunken old midwife went tipsy with joy
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As she danced round the room with her slip of a boy
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Singin' bainne na mbo is an gamh-na, and the Juice of the Barley for me
[Verse 2]
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Well when I was a gossoon of eight years old or so
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With me turf and me primer to school I did go
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To a dusty old school house without any door
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Where lay the school master blind drunk on the floor
[Verse 3]
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At the learning I wasn't such a genius I'm thinking (I wasn't much for poetry, either)
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But I soon beat the master entirely at drinking
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Not a wake or a wedding for ten miles around
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But meself in the corner was sure to be found
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Singin' bainne na mbo is an gamh-na, and the Juice of the Barley for me
[Verse 4]
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One Sunday the priest thread me out from the altar
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Saying you'll end your days with your neck in a halter;
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And you'll dance a fine jig between heaven and hell
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And his words they did frighten me the truth for to tell
[Verse 5]
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So the very next morning as the dawn it did break
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I went down to the vestry the pledge for to take
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And there in that room sat them priests in a bunch
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Round a big roaring fire drinkin' tumblers of punch
[Refrain]
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Singin' bainne na mbo is an gamh-na, and the Juice of the Barley for me
[Verse 6]
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Well from that day to this I have wandered alone
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I'm a jack of all trades and a master of none
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With the sky for me roof and the earth for me floor
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And I'll dance out me days drinking whiskey galore
[Refrain]
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Singin' bainne na mbo is an gamh-na, and the Juice of the Barley for me
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Singin' bainne na mbo is an gamh-na, and the Juice of the Barley for me
