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Little Hills of Duna (The)

Irish Song Lyrics - Little Hills of Duna (The)Author: Marjorie Pickthall 1883 1922

When I was a little lad With folly on my lips Fain was I for journeying All the seas in ships But now across the southern swell Every dawn I hear The little streams of Duna Running clear When I was a young man Before my beard was grey All to ships and sailormen I gave my heart away But i'm weary of the sea wind I'm weary of the foam And the little stars of Duna Call me home Thanks to Joanne O'Callahghan & her Da

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