Rolling Home To Ireland

	  		
Intro 
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Verse 1:
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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! 



Verse 2:
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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!
 


Verse 3:
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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! 



Verse 4:
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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!