.The heavens roared and o' the heavens roared
And the drowning of a nation commenced
But now no wave impedes or flows
With the tears of young Paddy's laments
Wipe the blood from your lip
With the flesh of your hand
There's no thorn in the side left to grow
So lets che.
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