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Bonaparte's Retreat Lyrics

Met the girl I loved in a town way down in Dixie
'Neath the stars above she was the sweetest girl I ever did seeSo I took her in my arms and told her of her many charms
And kissed her while the organ played the Bonaparte's RetreatAll the world was bright as I held her on that night
And I heard her say, "Please don't ever go away"So I held her in my arms and told her of her many charms
And kissed her while the organ played the Bonaparte's RetreatSo I held her in my arms and told her of her many charms
And kissed her while the organ played the Bonaparte's RetreatSo I held her in my arms and told her of her many charms
And kissed her while the organ played the Bonaparte's Retreat

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POITÍN Rollicking, lollicking songs, jigs and reels from the heart of Bohemia
Poitín (pronounced 'patcheen') is of course that famous Irish firewater distilled from wheat and rye, but it's also a trad Celtic band from the Czech Republic not averse to a little experimentation - they've got a didge player and a saxophonist who doubles up on low whistles and tin whistles. The band is, however, firmly grounded in the pub session tradition and like nothing better than sitting round a table in the corner of a cosy pub and bashing out old favourites about tarry sailors...

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