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THE GORECROW

O' where are the soldiers -- where can they be found? The soldiers lie strewn 'crost the battle-scarred ground O' thither, O' thither the gorecrow must fly Wherever the bodies of dead men do lie Tahr-rahrahra caigh-o Tahr-rahrahra caigh-ay Who shall be feeding the gorecrow today? And where are the sailors -- O' where can they be? The sailors lie floatin', face down, i' the sea Away thro' the tempest the gorecrow must speed Before the cruel ocean recovers her deed Tah-rahrahra caigh-o Tah-rahrahra caigh-ay O' who shall be feeding the gorecrow today? And where are the ladies -- O' where do they lie? In the kitchen or pantry, the wheatfields or rye? Tis nae matter, for whither Love's maidens lie -- lo! Tis thither, O' thither the gorecrow must go Tah-rahrahra caigh-o Tah-rahrahra caigh-ay And who shall be feeding the gorecrow today? O' where are the children -- the children who've died? Hid fast in their cradle, by their mother's side O' hasten then gorecrow -- O' hasten thee there! For the flesh of Love's babes is a pleasure most rare Tah-rahrahra caigh-o Tah-rahrahra caigh-ay O' who shall be feeding the gorecrow today?

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