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We caught the ferry from Stanraer to Larne Over the great waves out under the stars To sleep in a cabin and look for the shore At six in the morning when I was just four. Mother would lead me and take me in her hand A comb through the parting while back on dry land While back on dry land. We caught the showers that fell on the beach The sunshine we dreamt of was so out of reach And up the mountains in coaches would chug The happy faces that the drivers would love. And Mother was drinking with her friends at the bar And I'd run around but I wouldn't go far No I wouldn't go far. And one played the fiddle, one played the harp The words were a jungle but one day they would spark This love for my mother in me. We caught the ocean that flew on the wind As we sat together and let the day in She prayed in her silence for all who she knew This beautiful landscape was all for my view. Letras de canciones And mother would take me to see Lamas fair The gypsies would see me and play with my hair I heard my fortune told so simply there But they never knew you wouldn't be here No you wouldn't be here. And one played the fiddle, one played the harp The words were a jungle but one day they would spark This love for my mother in me. And one played the fiddle, one played the harp The words were a jungle but one day they would spark This love for my mother in me My mother in me, mother in me. We caught the ferry from Larne to Stranraer...one played the fiddle...One played the harp From Letras Mania