Nobody Loves Like An Irishman

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Dum-dum-a-dimmy, dum-a-dum.
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Dum-dum-a-dimmy, dum-a-dum.


[Verse 1]
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Hey! A turbaned Turk who scorns the world,
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may strut about with his whiskers curled,
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keep a hundred wives under lock and key,
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for nobody else but himself to see. Yet…

[Chorus]

Em
Long may he pray with his Al Koran,
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before he can love like an Irishman.
Em
Long may he pray with his Al Koran,
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before he can love like an Irishman


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Dum-dum-a-dimmy, dum-a-dum


[Verse 2]

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The gay monsieur, a slave no more,
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the solemn Don and the shocked Senor,
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the Dutch Mynheer, so full of pride,
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the Russian, Prussian, Swede beside.


[Chorus]

     Em
They all may do whatever they can,
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but they never, never love like an Irishman.
     Em
They all may do whatever they can,
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but they never, never love like an Irishman.


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Dum-dum-a-dimmy, dum-a-dum


[Verse 3]

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Now, the London folks themselves beguile,
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and think they please in a capital style.
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But let them ask as they cross the street
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of any young girl that they happen to meet. And …


[Chorus]

  Em
I know she'll say from behind her fan,
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“Nobody loves like an Irishman.”
  Em
I know she'll say from behind her fan,
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“Nobody loves like an Irishman.”


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Dum-dum-a-dimmy, dum-a-dum.


[Break]

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Dum-dum-a-dimmy, dum-a-dum


[Verse 4]

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So I want you to know just how much I care,
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and the rest of my life with you I'd share.
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I love your face, your hair, your smile,
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it's just as sure as I come from the Emerald Isle


[Chorus]

   Em
It must be clear to your lovely eye,
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no boy will love you better than I.
   Em
It must be clear to your lovely eye,
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no boy will love you better than I.


[Outro]

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