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Blackthorn Winter Let there be cold, doom and dark! The ground's barren, the trees are stark Let there be blizzard an' mist! Wake up, carnivorous beast! Consum... - Whiskey In The Jar
As I was going over the far Gilgarra Mountain I met with Captain Farrell and his money he was countin' I first produced me pistols, I then produced me rapier Sa...
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