T. Duggins (the City of) Chicago Letras:
In the city of Chicago, as the evening shadows
fall There are people dreaming of the hills of
Donegal

Eighteen forty-seven was the year it all began
Deadly pains of hunger drove a million from the
land They journeyed not for glory, their motive
wasn't greed A voyage of survival across the
stormy sea

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To the city of Chicago, as the evening shadows
fall There are people dreaming of the hills of
Donegal

Some of them knew fortune and some of them knew
fame More of them knew hardship, died upon the
plane They spread throughout the nation, they rode
the railroad cars Brought their songs and music to
ease their lonely hearts

To the city of Chicago, as the evening shadows
fall There are people dreaming of the hills of
Donegal
Letras: (the City of) Chicago T. Duggins [final]