I wish I was in Carrickfergus. Only for nights in Ballygrand. I would swim over the deepest ocean. Only for nights in Ballygrand. But the sea is wide and I cannot swim over.
Well it's all for me grog, me jolly jolly grog,. It's all for me beer and tobacco.. For I spent all me tin on the lassies drinking gin,. Far across the western ocean I must wander..
Anna Liffey. 'Twas down by Anna Liffey. My love and I did stray. Where in the good old slushy mud. The seagulls sport and play. We've got the whiff of ray and chips.
As I was a goin' over the far famed Kerry mountains. I met with captain Farrell and his money he was counting. I first produced my pistol and I then produced my rapier.
As I was a goin' over the far famed Kerry mountains. I met with captain Farrell and his money he was counting. I first produced my pistol and I then produced my rapier.
The Wind doth blow today my love,. A few small drops the rain.. Never have i had but one true love,. In cold clay she is lain.. . I'll do as much for my true love,.
I've been a wild rover for many's the year. And I've spent all me money on whiskey and beer. But now I'm returning with gold in great store. And I never will play the wild rover no more.
As I was a goin' over the far famed Kerry mountains. I met with captain Farrell and his money he was counting. I first produced my pistol and I then produced my rapier.
In my memory I will always see. the town that I have loved so well. where our school played ball by the gasyard wall. and we laughed through the smoke and the smell..
I travelled all over this wide world,. And now to another I'll go.. I know that good quarters are waitin',. To welcome ol' Roisin' the Beau.. . To welcome ol' Roisin' the Beau,.
Do you recognize yourself. All pretty in that wedding dress. A toast to the morning's health. Long way from its happiness. Watching today's sunset. In the winter's biting chill.
Being lost. In your favourite town. Forgetting how. To get yourself around. Junky taste. Dealing at the bar. Swinging your hips. Shaking the stars. . Curse the hurt.
It's alright to take a hand. Guide you where you need to be. It's ok they'll understand. Long as you don't make them stop and see. . Behind lonely curtains.
Here comes the month's rent. Now you ain't got nothing left. This place won't let you choose. I got the big smoke blues. . Some like to hang around. They love it when you're kicked down.
You do the dancing for me. I'll strum this parlor guitar. No more waiting to see. What we've been wanting. From the same old stars. There's nowhere we're needing to go.
TAKE THE ASHES AND RUN (Leger). . Up that hill where the school house stood. Bunch of rubble and rotted wood. And the warm glow from a morning sun. Take the ashes and run.
Cluttered apartment with the radio static. She's in love with the art. Hates the man behind. Making love to fill the time like an addict. She's the best writer you've never heard of.
I dream of you every night. And in every Travel Lite motel. As I wander around the cheap parts of town. With what little I have for spending. Diamonds and guns.
Hanging on the sunset. All he wants to do. Is find a sweet companion. Who don't look a bit like you. And you'll be in good company. With someone better than him.
Reached into my pocket. Felt around and found I had it all along. The keys to another time and place. Already gone. And I could not admit at the time.