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In the sad blue line
In the deepest shade
Margaret Mary saddles
All our love away
The shallow moonlight sips
Her milky eyes
An' underneath the ground
The mother sends the child
And the rain buries the lonely night
And the rain buries the lonely night
And the rain buries the lonely, lonely August night
Makes a crossing sign
Of a Catholic kind
Have the neighbors heard
What our Hero enshrines
The shallow moonlight sips
Her milky eyes
And underneath the flowers
The mother sends the child
And the rain buries the lonely night
And the rain buries the lonely night
And the rain's very, the rain's very cold
Cold out tonight
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