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Cruiscin Lane - The Clancy Brothers/Tommy Makem
Written by：Traditional
Let the farmer praise his grounds
Let the huntsman praise his hounds
Let the shepherd praise his dewyscented lambs
But I more wise then they
Spend each happy night and day
With me darling little cruisc in lan lan lan
With me darling little cruisc in lan
Oh gradh mo chroide mo cruisc in
Slainte geal Mauverneen
Gradh mo chroide mo cruisc in lan lan lan
Oh gradh mo chroide mo cruisc in lan
Immortal and divine
Great Bacchus God of wine
Create me by adoption your own son
In the hope that you'll comply
That my glass shall never run dry
Nor me darlin' little cruisc in lan lan lan
Nor me darlin' little cruisc in lan
Oh gradh mo chroide mo cruisc in
Slainte geal Mauverneen
Gradh mo chroide mo cruisc in lan lan lan
Oh gradh mo chroide mo cruisc in lan
And when grim death appears
In a few but happy years
He'll say
Oh won't you come along with me
I'll say Begone ye knave
For King Bacchus gave me lave
To take another cruisc in lan lan lan
To take another cruisc in lan
Oh gradh mo chroide mo cruisc in
Slainte geal Mauverneen
Gradh mo chroide mo cruisc in lan lan lan
Oh gradh mo chroide mo cruisc in lan
Then fill your glasses high
Let's not part with lips so dry
Though the lark proclaims it is the dawn
And since we can't remain
May we shortly meet again
To fill another cruisc in lan lan lan
To fill another cruisc in lan
Oh gradh mo chroide mo cruisc in
Slainte geal Mauverneen
Gradh mo chroide mo cruisc in lan lan lan
Oh gradh mo chroide mo cruisc in lan
