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I can see it still,.
It's[G] soft and craggy boglands,
It's[C] tall magestic hills,
Where the[G]
ocean kisses Ireland,
The[C] waves caress it's shore
The[G] feelin' it came over me,
To[C] stay for ever more,
For[G] ever more,
Verse 2:
G
From it's rolling
costal waters
C
I can see Croagh Patrick's peak,
G
where one sunday every summer,
C
the pilgrims climb the reek
G
where St. Patrick in it's solitude,
C
looks out across Clew bay,
G
and with the ringin' of his bell
C
Called the faithful
there to pray,
G
there to pray,
(Chords as verse 2)
Take
me to Clare island,
The home of Granuaile,
It's waters harbour fishes,
From the herring to the whale,
And now
I must depart it,
And reality is plain,
May the time not pass so slowly,
Till I set sail again,
Set sail again,
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