And as we walked
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Through the streets of Arklow
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Oh the color
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Of the day wore on
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And our heads
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Were filled with poetry
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And the morning
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A-comin' on to dawn
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And as we walked
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Through the streets of Arklow
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And gay perfusion
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In god's green land
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And the gypsy's rode
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With their hearts on fire
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They say "We love to wander,"
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"Lord we love,"
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"Lord we love to roam..."
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And as we walked
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Through the streets of Arklow
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In a drenching beauty
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Rolling back 'til the day
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And I saw your eyes
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They was shining, sparkling crystal clear
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And our souls were clean
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And the grass did grow
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And our souls were clean
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And the grass did grow
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And our souls were clean
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And the grass did grow
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And as we walked
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Through the streets of Arklow
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Streets Of Arklow
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| Van Morrison |
