A Different Kind of Song
John C Munro

Old Quinn sailed from Antrim as the famine came to town
to a promise of a freedom in the south
but not for him the goldfields or the riches deeper down
just a plot of land and food in every mouth

Memories of martyrs in the land he'd left behind
Tales of cruelty passed on down the line
Old Quinn sired a clan who'd always struggle hard to find
Peace within the law and peace of mind

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They had you in their sights all along
There never was a chance to sing a different kind of song
One step forward two behind and always in the gun
There never was a place for you to run

Born beneath Mt Disappointment's dark prophetic peak
Just two months since Eureka came and went
Young Edward learned his script in life like learning hide and seek
And played it out with passion to the end

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Fifteen years of courtship with the fringes of the law
Through friends he chose unwisely on the way
and family he never had a chance to choose at all
by then he knew the part he had to play

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