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Ní le amh-bháilis a chuaigh mé i bpríosún Le gadaíocht caorach ná le cúrsaí mná Ach braonín poitín a bhí mé dhéanamh Is nár tháinig na Peelers orm roimh 'a lá.
A sháirsint Luther nár chuireadh Dia an t-ádh ort Ná ba fada go síntear thú le taobh do mhná Is a bhfuil de Iúdaigh ó leac na crúnach Go mbí go do chúinneáil ar uair do bháis
Mar is tú thug an ticéad dhom le dhul sa bpríosún San áit ar shíl mise nach raghainn go brách Mar is mór é do ghaolsa le sliocht Luther De ghadaí a d’iompar as an taobh thall.
Nár gléasadh suas mé sa gculaith shuarach Leath stoca dubh orm ‘s leath stoca bán Bhí péire slipéirí den déanamh cluasach Dheamhain blas a bhí iontu ach aon pholl amháin.
Tháinig tríúr chugam lá 'rna mhárach Is lán a mbéil acu i sáspan cáirt Bhí braonín bainne a raibh dath an fhéir air Is ina-dhiaidh sin fhéin nár mhaith dhom ‘fháil.
Unsa mairtfheoil ar mo dhinnéar Ar uair a’ dó dhéag aon ghreim amháin Bhí braonín caifé a raibh boladh bréan air Is chuirfeadh sé sin fhéin na Danes chun báis.
Nach bean is fiche againn a bhí sa ngáirdín ‘S é Turn Key a bhí ina mháistir ann Nach raibh-dar ag imeacht in aghaidh a leath taobh mar bhíonn na caoire leis an ngalar cam
Nach aisteach na smaointe iad seo théann thríomsa Is gur bheag an imní tá ar mo chlann Is an bhean bhocht eile raibh mé ag saothrú dhí Nach bhfuil sí ag caoineadh anois is diabhail mhaith dhí ann
Nár ghearr le ord i gcluais a mbualadh bhí duan na crutha orainn in aghaidh gach lá Má tá seomra in Ifreann thíos leath chomh fuar leis Go fhóire Mhuire Dia ar an té a ghabhfas ann.
I was not in prison when I was imprisoned With theft of sheep or women But I had a piece of pole The Peelers did not come before me.
Luther defeated God that God was not lucky Do not long be extended to women for you Which is a butterfly from the skeleton slab Could you be quenched at once your death
As you gave me the ticket to get into prison Where I thought I would not go forever How great is your relationship with Luther's passage Of a hawk to be transported from the other side.
I did not dress up in the curious suit Half stuck black me and half a white stock There were two slippers of earpiece They were only a mood of taste but one hole.
Three came to me a day later They are full of mouth in a part sash There was a milk rash that had the color of the grass Afterward, I did not want to get it.
Unseat beef at my dinner At the age of eleven one grief There was a frog of coffee that had a smile That would put the Danes themselves to death.
Were not the twenty-one woman in the garden Turn Key was his master Unfortunately did not go wrong How do the sheep with the cam disease?
Not strange these ideas go through me My family is very worried The other poor woman I was working for She is not crying now she's a good devil
It was not short with an order in the collisions We had the shape of each day every day If a room in Hell is below it's so cold May God bless the one who catches there.
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