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1. Sweet Coole West (ar lean)

   

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   (ar lean ón leathanach roimhe)

   Then take the exile's last farewell
   Where my parent's bones do rest
   In the holy ground and sacred ground
   Convenient to Coole West.
   III
   I hear the angel's silvery voice
   While whistle in the gale
   And soon I place myself abroad
   Near the train at Abbeyfeale
   I take a look at all my friends
   And the one that I loved best
   For perhaps I feast my eyes no more
   On my lovely Sweet Coole West
   IV
   Now as there is but one thing for me to do
   To cross the ocean foam
   To that distant land across the sea
   Where the Irish find a home and do not roam
   While life flows in your breast
   For you have friends to welcome you
   At home in Sweet Coole West

   

   Tras-scríofa ag duine dár meitheal tras-scríbhneoirí deonacha.

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