Well it seems when he came over
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Things were fairly looking up
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Played full-forward for Mountbellow
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When they won the county cup
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Young Barret's gone to Boston
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So he has to play in goal
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The pied piper's come to Ireland
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And he's living on the dole
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You can stroll through Cong or Ballinrobe
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You can walk the streets of Tuam
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Thumb out as far as Headford
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On returning pass through Shrule
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You won't see many young ones
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No matter where you roam
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The pied piper's come to Ireland
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And he's living on the dole
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The pied piper's come to Ireland
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And he's living on the dole
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Played in Spiddal with the Waterboys
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now he loves rock and roll
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Now there's just a pile of rubble
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Where the workers used to be
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Just a stone's throw from the banks
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Through which the ould Clare river flows
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When the people hear his haunting tune
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They pack and leave their homes
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The fear of revolution
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The pied piper gets the dole
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I hear they're raising money
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Abroad in New York town
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It's not for guns or bombs this time
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But to turn the tables round
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One last job for the piper
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And they'll pay one great amount
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To drive them all into the sea
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That gang in Leinster House
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Copyright: L.Moran/D.Carton
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Pied Piper
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The Saw Doctors |