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My daddy was a miner
Said there was nothing finer
Than an Irish man
Who worked an honest day
From Steamboat Row, in rain or shine
He'd make his way down to the mine
Along the dusty road he'd travel
Fifteen miles to get there
Fifteen miles to go
Fifteen miles back home again
Home to Steamboat Row
He used to tell about the time
He got hurt down in the mine
He said he'd never go back down again
But in his heart he knew he would
He did the only thing he could
Kept on walkin' down that road
Fifteen miles to get there
Fifteen miles to go
Fifteen miles back home again
Home to Steamboat Row
But when he took to drinkin'
We knew that he was thinkin'
That his days were
Quickly coming to an end
He'd only speak of Steamboat Row
He said someday we ought to go
And walk along that dusty road
Fifteen miles to get there
Fifteen miles to go
Fifteen miles back home again
Home to Steamboat Row
HATA BİLDİR
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