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Walking My Thirty-Two


Walking My Thirty Two June 23, 2013

Walking in my land with pride with my head held high
 Thinking about our martyrs and sometimes asking why
 I'm on the road of freedom as I walk my thirty-two
 This lovely land of Ireland has room for me and you
 From Malin Head to Skibbereen, The best I've ever seen
 Walk with me in Ireland, you'll soon know what I mean
 From Derry town with the little streets to friendly County Down
 From Mayo to Wexford, Dublin's a favorite town
 Donegal, sweet Gweedore with the beautiful Poisoned Glen
 Tipperery with Cashel all the way to Galway Bay
 The town of Cork where Collins walked now free or so they say
 Wicklow on the Irish Sea to Bundoran on the west
 The lovely counties of thirty-two I love them all the best
 The shamrock grows where no man goes, growing green with pride
 Thirty-two of the best I've seen, in Ireland that's what I mean
 Walking in my land with pride with my head held high
 Thinking about our martyrs and sometimes asking why


Gerrard McGeachy


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