Lyrics:
Never counting on Ireland and Master McGrath. On the twelfth of November, that day of renown, McGrath and his keeper they left Lurgan town, A gale in
CH. Where is justice? Where is the truth? Where are the human rights? There's blood on the streets of Lurgan town! Why was she such
benson na Dona nha rasta Dios librau di bokai mundu ama fundu Sen medu di perdi Tudu Por isu n Ta pidi o Nana ka bu bai ka bu lurgan nau Fika ku mi ami n
caffeine Despite having drunk it since I was thirteen It sells by the barrel in China and Spain I'll get drunk once more on that Lurgan Champagne
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