Текст песни I Would Bring You Ireland - Live (1988 Anderson Fair) - Nanci Griffith
                                                    I 
                                                would 
                                                bring 
                                                you 
                                                Ireland
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                cool 
                                                sweet 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                Dublin 
                                                rain
 
                                    
                                
                                                If 
                                                you 
                                                would 
                                                keep 
                                                my 
                                                heart 
                                                for 
                                                me
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                the 
                                                quiet 
                                                of 
                                                your 
                                                Texas 
                                                days
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                my 
                                                old 
                                                friend
 
                                    
                                
                                                Will 
                                                you 
                                                shelter 
                                                me 
                                                from 
                                                pain?
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                return, 
                                                I′d 
                                                bring 
                                                you 
                                                Ireland
 
                                    
                                
                                                One 
                                                day 
                                                I'll 
                                                build 
                                                    a 
                                                tower
 
                                    
                                
                                                High 
                                                upon 
                                                my 
                                                Texas 
                                                plains
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                can 
                                                see 
                                                from 
                                                coast 
                                                to 
                                                coast
 
                                    
                                
                                                On 
                                                hot 
                                                platinum 
                                                summer 
                                                days
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                the 
                                                dust 
                                                is 
                                                still
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                cotton 
                                                prays 
                                                for 
                                                rain
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                thirsty 
                                                passers 
                                                by
 
                                    
                                
                                                Wonder 
                                                why 
                                                they 
                                                came
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                dreamed 
                                                of 
                                                Amarillo
 
                                    
                                
                                                On 
                                                    a 
                                                foreign 
                                                night 
                                                in 
                                                Dublin
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                dust 
                                                was 
                                                on 
                                                my 
                                                pillow
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                the 
                                                raindrops 
                                                started 
                                                fallin′
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                    a 
                                                hotel 
                                                window
 
                                    
                                
                                                Where 
                                                    I 
                                                could 
                                                see 
                                                his 
                                                rainbow
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                    I 
                                                thought 
                                                I'd 
                                                send 
                                                my 
                                                heart 
                                                to 
                                                you
 
                                    
                                
                                                'Cause 
                                                that′s 
                                                the 
                                                way 
                                                the 
                                                wind 
                                                blows
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                I′ll 
                                                reclaim 
                                                my 
                                                heart 
                                                one 
                                                day
 
                                    
                                
                                                We'll 
                                                sit 
                                                and 
                                                watch 
                                                your 
                                                children 
                                                play
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                    I 
                                                will 
                                                bring 
                                                you 
                                                lullabies
 
                                    
                                
                                                From 
                                                the 
                                                Emerald 
                                                Isles 
                                                for 
                                                back 
                                                porch 
                                                days
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                my 
                                                old 
                                                friend
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                will 
                                                always 
                                                meet 
                                                again
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                    I 
                                                will 
                                                bring 
                                                you 
                                                Ireland
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                will 
                                                bring 
                                                you 
                                                Ireland
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                would 
                                                bring 
                                                you 
                                                Ireland
 
                                    
                                 
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