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daoirí farrell - the blue tar road lyrics

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[verse 1: daoirí farrell]
i am a true born irishman, a traveller am i
my home’s the road, no fixed abode, i must travel till i die
for few men give me camping sp-ce and fewer call me friend
oh the hard road for the traveller, i must travel till the end

[chorus]
hunger, hardships and poverty are the traveller’s weary load
hunger, hardships and poverty and the blue tar road

[verse 2]
i came to dublin city fair in the year of fifty-nine
and i camped in lansdowne’s green valley with others of my kind
oh but dublin corporation, good christians to a man
tore down our camp and uprooted us and dragged out our caravans

[chorus]
hunger, hardships and poverty are the traveller’s weary load
hunger, hardships and poverty and the blue tar road

[verse 3]
oh here in cherry orchard no cherry blossoms bloom
we’re forgotten and unwanted in dirt and in muck and gloom
but the man above who died for love and was nailed onto a tree
well wasn’t he a traveller, the same as you and me

[outro]
oh please god in your own good time lift a traveller’s weary load
and we’ll bid farewell to poverty and the blue tar road

- daoiri farrell lyrics

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