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Ireland, Oh Ireland

from The Traveler by Trip McCool

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Now, Here's to those who were born in the dirt
Swore at the dirt and cursed at the dirt
Ah, Here's to those who rose up from the dirt
Of some long far forgotten land

Here's to those who worked in the sod
Who sweat in the sod who bled from the sod
Ah, Here's to those who died in the sod
Of some long far forgotten land

Ireland , Oh Ireland
My long lost home
My new found friend
Ireland Oh Ireland
A stone skip away across the sea
Ah, please won't you remember me

Now, Here's to those who pulled up their roots
Chewed up their roots, and spat out their roots
AH, Here's to those who ripped out their roots
Of some long far forgotten land

Now, Here's to those who saved all they had
Scraped all they had and gave all they had
Ah, Here's to those who braved all they had
For some long far forgotten land

Now, Here I am with my hands in the dirt
my knees in the dirt, my boots in the dirt
Ah, Here I am with my soul in the dirt
Of some long far forgotten land

Now, Here's to those who remember the past
Cherish the past and worship the past and
Ah, Here's to those who will lift up a glass
To some long far forgotten land

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from The Traveler, released March 20, 2012

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Trip McCool Oak Island, North Carolina

I put on the guitar and sing as if my ancestors were listening; and I truly believe they are so I better not disappoint them. Trip is the part of my soul that never forgot the sacrifices they made. My people rose up from the Irish mud to make a better life for me. I write songs for them, for my people, the immigrants, the poor, the salt of the earth. It's all true, even the lies. ... more

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