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C (x32010@1)   				   FI (133211@1)dreamt a dream the other night I couldn't sleep a wink
  GThe (320003@1)rats were tryin' to count the sheep and I was off the drink
           C (x32010@1)		FThere (133211@1)were footsteps in the parlour and voices on the stairs
GI (320003@1)was climbin' up the walls and movin' round the chairs.
   C (x32010@1)		    FI (133211@1)looked out from under the blanket up at the fireplace.
   GThe (320003@1)Pope and John F. Kennedy were starin' in me face.
          C (x32010@1)		       FSuddenly (133211@1)it dawned at me I was getting the old D.T.s
          GWhen (320003@1)the Child o' Prague began to dance around the mantlepiece.
     
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C (x32010@1)			FGoodbye (133211@1)to the Port and Brandy, to the Vodka and the Stag,
	G (320003@1)		CTo (x32010@1)the Schmiddick and the Harpic, the bottled draught and keg.
					    FAs (133211@1)I sat lookin' up the Guinness ad I could never figure out
	 G (320003@1)				  CHow (x32010@1)your man stayed up on the surfboard after 14 pints of stout.

     
Well I swore upon the bible I'd never touch a drop.
My heart was palpitatin' I was sure 'twas going to stop,
Thinkin' I was dyin' I gave my soul to God to keep.
A tenner to St. Anthony to help me get some sleep.
I fell into an awful nightmare - got a dreadful shock.
When I dreamt there was no Duty-free at the airport down in Knock.
George Seawright was sayin' the rosary and SPUC were on the pill.**
Frank Patterson was gargled and he singin' Spancil Hill.
     
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I dreamt that Mr. Haughey had recaptured Crossmaglen
Then Garret got re-elected and gave it back again.
Dick Spring and Roger Casement were on board the Marita-Ann
As she sailed into Fenit they were singin' Banna Strand.
I dreamt Archbishop McNamara was on Spike Island for 3 nights
Havin' been arrested for supportin' Traveller's rights.
I dreamt that Ruairi Quinn was smokin' marijuana in the Dail
Barry Desmond handin' Frenchies out to scuts in Fianna Fail.
        
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I dreamt of Nell McCafferty and Mary Kenny too
The things that we got up to, but I'm not tellin' you.
I dreamt I was in a jacuzzi along with Alice Glenn
'twas then I knew I'd never ever, ever drink again.
     
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