In the fall of the year
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She flew across the ocean
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To Ireland, the land of her fathers
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When we said goodbye,
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A tear was in her eye
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I lost her then and there
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My Irish angel
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The first letter came
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She said she loved it there
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And how much she wished
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I was there with her
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She wrote it on a hill
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In the gentle Irish rain
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I saw her in my mind
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My Irish angel
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I wrote her back and then
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There was no second letter
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Just the silence of the snow
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That fell around me
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I let her down I know
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The day I let her go
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Now she's found someone else
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My Irish angel
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The first time I saw her
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My heart went in a spin
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When they speak of love
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They call it falling
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It was like I held my breath
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'Til I laid eyes on her agian
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So beatiful she was
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My Irish angel
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And when a stolen glance
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Led to a stolen kiss
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I thought I knew the
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Chance that I was taking
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I know I never knew
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A love as strong as this
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Or what it was to feel
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My own heart breaking
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So now I raise a glass
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And then I'll raise another
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One to forget
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One to remember
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And one just to dream
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Of how things could have been
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If I hadn't lost my Irish angel
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Irish Angel
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| Jonny Lang |
