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In County Offaly Drinking Tullamore dew Three sheets windward from Dublin 'Neath a mighty oak, the pride of Charville So stoned that I fell off my horse
As the world turned round I was hangover bound And the whiskey inside me was bubbling All my senses were soaked by the dregs from the still As I danced the O'Shaughnessy waltz
I was green as the hills As high as the sky On the road heading west to Galway Gonna jump on a ship North America bound And hope that wind stays on course
It's a far distant shore And the captain and crew Are like sea weathered dogs in the hallway They bark and they sip to the wild ocean sound As I dance the O'Shaughnessy waltz
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As the world turns round I was hangover bound And the whiskey inside me was bubbling My senses were soaked by the dregs from the still And they danced the O'Shaughnessy waltz
Well it seems like a year Since we sighted dry land And the barrels are bare from the drinking And our weather-worn skin is dry as a bone And our hands are both rope worn and coarse
Well at last came the cry Land straight ahead As my positive thoughts were all shrinking Well we laughed and we cried as the site changed the tone And we danced the O'Shaughnessy waltz Yes we danced the O'Shaughnessy Waltz
