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of old, in the days of gold
How ofttimes I repine for the days of old
When we dug up the gold, in the days of 49.

My comrades they all loved me well,

see, and believe it is no lie
For around us one black water and above us one blue sky.

I oft-times look behind me towards my native shore
And that

to day
We don't know what we have, until it passes from our grasp

I watched her grow, sometimes from close, oft-times from far away
And soon the day will

Wild Rover

The Dubliners

The Transatlantic Anthology

2002

parents, confess what I've done
And I'll ask them to pardon their prodigal son
And when they've caressed me as ofttimes before
I never will play the wild

parents, confess what I've done
And I'll ask them to pardon their prodigal son
And when they've caressed me as ofttimes before
I never will play the wild

tell us what is your name
She told him and he cried aloud
I know your brother too
We've been friends for many
Many years and he ofttimes speaks of you

Margaret's cheek 
For ofttimes she has kissed mine" 

The first that he kissed was her rosy cheek 
The next was her dimpled chin 
The last of all was her

Mr. Lear

Al Stewart

A Beach Full of Shells

2005

man I was oft-times at the zoo
To trace the visages and forms of parrots and cockatoos

It's over the hill now he goes
Pausing a while with

Wild Rover [Bonus Track]

The Pogues

Red Roses for Me [Bonus Tracks]

1984

to pardon their prodigal son
And when they have kissed me as oft-times before
I never will play the wild rover no more

And it's no, nay, never
No, nay,

That oft-times sheltered me
The men who fought for their liberty
Who died without a sigh
"May their cause be ne'er forgotten"
Said the Galtee mountain

married
And settled down for life
I oft-time think upon the words
Her father used to say
For to treat his daughter kindly
And shade her from all harm

O, Father dear
I ofttimes heard you talk of Erin's Isle
Her valleys green, her lofty scene
Her mountains rude and wild
You said it was a pleasant

with you in your crew
Back when no-one knew what happened in your off times
Ofttimes I seem to bight of more than I can chew
I seem to walk in paths

defense

Gentle sadness oft-times is a friend
And the crow on the high wire plays pretend

Oh the crow the crow the crow the crow
Oh the crow the crow

Oh, father dear I ofttimes hear
You speak of Erin's isle
Her lofty scenes, her valleys green
And her mountains rude and wild
They say it is a lovely

Ofttimes alone was she
In a park by the sióg oak
Ringed by tomes
she'd dream

Though the world will never know
Mad Mary paints on
Though her art we'll never

Ofttimes, I hold in a scream
While I beg my hands to work
My mind wanders to where dreams are ripe
And toward alluring cave, where nightmares lurk
But I

on earth
And withheld the recollection
Of my former friends and birth;
Yet ofttimes a secret something
Whispered, “You’re a stranger here,”
And I felt that I

said, Of a child. And ofttimes it hath cast him into the fire, and into the waters, to destroy him: but if thou
canst do any thing, have compassion on us,

and the rain
Blast life into me
And the old white pines
Stand guard over the sea

Though I have left her as ofttime before
Oh how I long for her Maritime shores

far from Glenswilly

God bless ye, dark ol' Donegal
My own dear native land
In dreams I oft-times see your
Hills and towering mountains grand but alas

And when they've caressed me as ofttimes before
I never will play the wild rover no more

I am a weary old folk tune, it's ofttimes you've heard me played
Like when orders came one afternoon that we were to march away
From Bantry Bay down

and oft-times you'll hear raucous laughter
cnd off-key singing.

I am determined and I am confirming that I am here to
Learn, to give and to do.

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