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Agnes Gooch:
Saint Bridget, deliver us to Beekman Place,
Away from the wicked and depraved;
A gray head is peeping through the curtain lace,
Calling "Come ye inside, where you'll be saved."
She's baked him a cherry pie and glazed a ham,
Her dear arms reach out for his embrace;
So if you have pity on this poor lost lamb,
God love you, dear Saint Bridget, deliver us to
Bee-ee-ee-ee-ee-ee-ee-ee-eekman Place
[speaking]
Sing with me Patrick, it will keep up your courage!
Agnes and Young Patrick:
So if you have pity on this poor lost sheep,
God love you, dear Saint Bridget, deliver us to
Bee-ee-ee-ee-ee-ee-ee-ee-eekman Place
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