| The Clona, the Meabh and the Mucha
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| The pride of the Irish navy
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| When the Captain he blows on his whistle
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| All the sailors go home for their tea
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| While the army is off in the Kongo
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| In Cyprus or some foreign parts
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| Our navy is strained to the limits
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| Deploying it’s nautical acts
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| One day from the Russian invader
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| Defending our very odd fish
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| We found it was just the red herring
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| From the signals we got from the cis'
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| The Clona, the Meabh and the Mucha
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| The pride of the Irish navy
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| When the Captain he blows on his whistle
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| All the sailors go home for their tea
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| Each year they go on manoeuvres
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| To prepare for defence they are keen
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| Sometimes it’s the Lakes of Killarney
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| More often the pond in the Green
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| The canal it could be of assistance
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| In defending our own holy ground
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| But due to proposed legislation
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| We’ll have to sail all the way round
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| The Clona, the Meabh and the Mucha
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| The pride of the Irish navy
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| When the Captain he blows on his whistle
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| All the sailors go home for their tea
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| We are a seafaring nation
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| Defence of our land is a right
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| We’d fight like the devil all morning
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| Provided we’re home by the night
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| The Clona, the Meabh and the Mucha
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| The pride of the Irish navy
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| When the Captain he blows on his whistle
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| All the sailors go home for their tea |