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    Ferryman, The

    by Pete St. John
    The [G] little boats are gone from the [C] breast of Anna [G] Liffy
    The [C] ferryman is stranded on the [D] quay
    Sure the [G] Dublin docks is dying and a [C] way of life is [G] gone
    And [D] Molly it was [D7] part of you and [G] me

    ( Chorus
    Where the [D] Strawberry beds sweep [C] down to the [G] Liffy
    You [C] kissed away the worry from my [D] brow
    I [G] love you well today and I'll [C] love you more to [G] morrow
    If you [D] ever love me [D7] Molly love me [G] now )

    T'was the only job I knew it was hard but never lonely
    The Liffy ferry made a man of me
    And it's gone without a whisper and forgotted even now
    And sure it's over Molly over can't you see

    Well now I'll tend the yard and I'll spend me days in talking
    And I'll here them whisper Charlie's on the dole
    But Molly we're still living and darling we're still young
    And that river never owned me heart and soul