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Mr. Big Shot Carney told his brother that he would be famous but he only did a lot of rambling around looking for a stake of money - read the lyrics to get the jist of it.


Muirsheen Durkin

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In the days I went a courtin' I was never tired resortin'
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To an ale-house or a playhouse and many's the house besides
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But I told me brother Seamus I'd go off and be right famous
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And I never would return again 'til I roamed the world wide

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Goodbye Muirsheen Durkin sure I'm sick and tired of working
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No more I'll dig the praties and no longer I'll be fooled
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As sure's me name is Carney I'll be off to California
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Where instead of diggin' praties I'll be diggin' lumps of gold

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I've courted girls in Blarney, in Kanturk and in Killarney
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In Passage and in Queenstown, that is the Cobh of Cork
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Goodbye to all this pleasure I'll be off to take me leisure
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And the next time that you hear from me, will be a letter from New York

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Goodbye Muirsheen Durkin sure I'm sick and tired of working
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No more I'll dig the praties and no longer I'll be fooled
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As sure's me name is Carney I'll be off to California
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Where instead of diggin' praties I'll be diggin' lumps of gold

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Goodbye to the girls at home I'm going far across the foam
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To try and make me fortune in far Amerikay
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There's gold and jewels and plenty for the poor and for the gentry
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And when I return again I never more will say


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Goodbye Muirsheen Durkin sure I'm sick and tired of working
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No more I'll dig the praties and no longer I'll be fooled
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As sure's me name is Carney I'll be off to California
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Where instead of diggin' praties I'll be diggin' lumps of gold