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- I left Bunny Scotland the land of brown Heath
To Erin I quickly sailed oer
Whole rack rent and famine had
Drove men to death or an - out -
Cast on some foreign shore
I quickly sailed oer to see for my self
It was night and the north wind
And from shelter to gain from the
Wind and the rain
Sure I called at an Irish man's door
Says Pat sir come in though my roof
It is tin, and humble and lean
Is my store
You may always depend on meeting
A friend when you call at an
Irish man's door.(continues on next page)Transcribed by a member of our volunteer transcription project.