Smuggling The Tin(Chords)

	        
Intro 
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Verse 1:
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Young Kenny and Colley and ould Martin Quinn 
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Made up together to smuggle the tin 


 
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With me right toorin-arinan, right toorin-arinan 
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Right toorin-anay 


Verse 2:
 
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Well they walked all the day boys till the heels they grew raw 
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They hadn't the comfort of lying in the straw 


 
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With me right toorin-arinan, right toorin-arinan 
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Right toorin-anay 


Verse 3:
 
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'I'll yoke her', says Colley 'I'm wise to her tricks' 
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But the more that he yoked her, the more the mare kicked 


 
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With me right toorin-arinan, right toorin-arinan 
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Right toorin-anay 


Verse 4:
 
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'I once had a Piebald all covered in spots 
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And many the fiver she won in her trots' 


 
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With me right toorin-arinan, right toorin-arinan 
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Right toorin-anay 


Verse 5:
 
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Up comes an ould sergeant with a laugh and a grin 
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'I'll punch ye in jail boys for smuggling the tin'
 

 
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With me right toorin-arinan, right toorin-arinan 
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Right toorin-anay 


Verse 6:
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Up jumps the ould sergeant with a laugh and a smile 
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'I'll punch ye in jail boys for smuggling a while' 


 
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With me right toorin-arinan, right toorin-arinan 
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Right toorin-anay
 

Verse 7:
 
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Well up jumps young Colley for to make this excuse 
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'If you'll let us all be sir, it's home we will scoot' 

 
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With me right toorin-arinan, right toorin-arinan 
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Right toorin-anay 


Verse 8:
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We made our way home and we blessed our own faith 
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'To hell with the border, we're in the Free State' 


 
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With me right toorin-arinan, right toorin-arinan 
      G     A D 
Right toorin-anay 


Outro 
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