.In the city of Chicago, as the evening shadows fall
There are people dreaming of the hills of Donegal
Eighteen forty-seven was the year it all began
Deadly pains of hunger drove a million from the land
They journeyed not for glory, their motive wasn't greed
A voyage of survi.
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