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From: Wes Jester

Subject: /IRISH/Flight_Of_Earls

To: jamesb@animal-farm.nevada.edu

Date: Thu, 24 Jun 93 13:28:06 EDT

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                                    The Flight of Earls

                                                      CAPO  none

          C              G7       C                     G       C

          I can hear the bells of Dublin, In the lonely waiting room

                  F              Gsus4          G

          And the paper boys are singing in the rain

                  C       G7            C             G            C

          Not too long before they take us, to the airport and the noise

             F                 G7            C

          To get on board that transatlantic plane

          G                                   F                       C

          We've got nothing left to stay for, We have no more left to say

              F                              G          

          And there isn't any work for us to do

             C           G7       C              G                C

          So farewell ye boys and girls, another bloody flight of Earls

                       G7                         C

          Aaragh, this passage is our best export too

          It's not murder, fear or famine, that makes us leave this time,

          We're not going to join McAlpines fusiliers

          We've got brains, and we've got visions, we've got education too,

          But we just can't waist these precious years

          So we walk the streets of London, and the streets of Baltimore,

          And we meet at night at several Boston bars

          We're the leaders of the future, but we're far away from home

          And we dream of you beneath the Irish stars

          As we look on Ellis island, and the Lady in the Bay

          As Manhatten turns to face another Sunday

          We're wondering what you're doing, for to bring us all back home

          As we look forward to another Monday

          Because it's not the work that scares us, We don't mind an honest job

          And I know things will get better once again

          So a thousand times Adieu

          We've got Bono and U2

          All we're missing is the Guiness and the rain

          So switch off your new computers, for the writings on the wall

          We're leaving as our fathers did before

          Take a look at Dublin airport, or the boat theat leaves North Wall

          There'll be no youth unemployment anymore

          Because we're over here in Queensland, and parts of New South Wales

          We're on the seas and airways and the trains

          But if we see better days, those big airplanes go both ways

          And we'll all be coming back to you again

          Yes, we'll all be coming back to you again



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Wes Jester

......Technological progress is like an axe in the hands of

......a pathological criminal.     Albert Einstein