The Irish Rovers - The 'I'm Alone' At Lunenburg N.S. | Текст песни

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• The Irish Rovers
• The 'I'm Alone' At Lunenburg N.S.

We were running down the coast
with a Yankee on our tail,
Loaded down with rum
and blowing every yard of sail.

St Pierre and Mickelon,
we have your liquid gold
To the sunny gulf of Mexico
with a thousand barrels sold....

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The big seas they were rolling,
we were loaded down with rum,
With the schooner 'Im Alone'
out of Lunnenberg we come,
So send your fastest gunboat
to catch us if you can
With the Devil in our corner
running rum to Louisianne

We were good hard working fishermen
when prohibition came
With the schooner 'I'm Alone'
we made our bit of fame

We threw away our fishing gear
with the money rolling in,
America was thirsty,
getting tired of banged up gin...

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We kept the coastguard busy,
they never had a chance
To catch us with our cargo,
we showed them how to dance.

But in international waters,
2000 miles from home
2 cutters finally caught us
and they sank the 'I'm Alone'...

Now the Nova Scotia schooners
and the men who ran the rum
Are not much more than stories
now and the days of glory done.

The bootleg men and sailormen
are ghosts that come and go
When the fog rolls in on Lunnenberg
you'll hear them sing below...

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