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It was down in old Joe's barroom, on a corner by the square;
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The drinks were served as usual, and the usual crowd was there
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Let her go, let her go, God bless here! Where ever she may be;
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She may search this wide world over, never find a man as sweet as me!
(2)On my left stood Joe McKennedy, his eyes were blood-shot red;Gºahead!
Let her go, let her go, God bless her,
Wherever she may be,