A Walk In The Irish Rain

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When the sun goes down o'er Dublin town, the colors last for hours, oh 
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The lights come on, the night's a song and the streets all turn to gold. 
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A gentle mist all heaven kissed, like teardrops off an angel's wing 
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Don't you know you'll cleanse your soul with a walk in the Irish rain. 
 
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Oh, Katherine, take my hand, I've got three pounds and change 
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And I'll sing you songs of love again and when I get too drunk to sing 
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We'll walk in the Irish rain. 
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Forever more I've stepped ashore, my sailing days are over, oh 
Through time and tide and by your side together we'll grow old. 
I threw my sea bag in the bin and brought these pretty flowers home 
Kiss me Kate, we'll celebrate before the bloom is gone. 
 
 
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Oh, Katherine, take my hand, I've got three pounds and change 
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And I'll sing you songs of love again and when I get too drunk to sing 
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We'll walk in the Irish rain. 
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A tinker and a tailor and a drunken old sailor 
They all get together and they start to play 
Time stands still while they sing their fill 
They'll shout 'til the break of day. 
 
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Oh, Katherine, take my hand, I've got three pounds and change 
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And I'll sing you songs of love again and when I get too drunk to sing 
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We'll walk in the Irish rain. 
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A sweet little lady with a glass of stout 
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Sippin' it down 'til the foam runs out 
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She'll help her old man home again with a walk in the Irish rain. 
 
Oh, Katherine, take my hand, I've got three pounds and change 
And I'll sing you songs of love again and when I get too drunk to sing 
We'll walk in the Irish rain.