I’ll Take You Home Kathleen


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I will take you home Kathleen, across the ocean wild and wide,
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To where your heart has ever been, since first you were my bonny bride.
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The roses have all left your cheeks, Ive watched them fade and die,
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Your voice is sad when e er you speak, and tears bedim your loving eyes.


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Oh, I will take you back Kathleen, to where your heart will feel no pain,
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And when the fields are fresh and green, Ill take you to your home again.


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I know you love me, Kathleen dear, your heart was ever fond and true,
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I always feel when you are near, that life holds nothing, dear, but you.
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The smiles that once you gave to me, I scarcely ever see them now,
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Though many times I see, a dark ning shadow on your brow.


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Oh, I will take you back Kathleen, to where your heart will feel no pain,
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And when the fields are fresh and green, Ill take you to your home again.


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To that dear home beyond the sea, my Kathleen shall again return,
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And when thy old friends welcome thee, thy loving heart will cease to yearn.
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Where laughs the little silver stream, besides your mother’s humble cot,
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And brightest rays of sunshine gleam, there all your grief will be forgot.
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