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| 3:52 |
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| 3:04 | 
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Among the walls and ruins
Of the horrid civic stone I walked without a lover For my older bones The sun was strong in going down It was a dreamlike day It was there we met the trinity And there I heard them saying And she said bye bye Mama Goodbye brother John Fare thee well ye Shandon bells Ring on, ring on She leaned and leaned much closer And she hugs them all goodbye Her mother cried "don't go my love" We all must bye and bye A drunken tongue said "leave her off" She'll drive us all crazy She turned around and saw my face And both of us was she And she said bye bye Mama Goodbye brother John Fare thee well ye Shandon bells Ring on, ring on Up and to the limestone wall And down the level steps She threw herself into the stream With a splash and no regrets Side stroke swimming midstream Throwing kisses to the crowd And everything was silent And the sky had not one cloud And she said bye bye Mama Goodbye brother John Fare thee well ye Shandon bells Ring on, ring on We were swimming out in the sunset, We were swimming out to sea, Swimming down by the Opera House The Mad Lady and me. |
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| 4:29 |
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| 3:21 |
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| 6. |
| 3:59 |
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| 3:46 |
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In nineteen hundred and eighty six
There's not much for a chippie but swinging a pick And you can't live on love, on love alone So you sail cross the ocean, away cross the foam To where you're a Paddy, a Biddy or a Mick Good for nothing but stacking a brick Your best mate's a spade and he carries a hod Two work horses heavily shod Oh I'm missing you I'd give all for the price of a flight Oh I'm missing you under Piccadilly's neon Who did you murder, are you a spy? I'm just fond of a drink helps me laugh, helps me cry So I just drink red biddy for a permanent high I laugh a lot less and I'll cry till I die All ye young people now take my advice Before crossing the ocean you'd better think twice Cause you can't live without love, without love alone The proof is round London in the nobody zone Where the summer is fine, but the winter's a fridge Wrapped up in old cardboard under Charing Cross Bridge And I'll never go home now because of the shame Of misfit's reflection in a shop window pane |
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| 4:49 |
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| 9. |
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| 10. |
| 4:00 |
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| 11. |
| 4:18 |
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| 12. |
| 4:09 |
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Everybody knew, nobody said
A week ago last Tuesday She was just fifteen years When she reached her full therm She went to a grotto In just a field In the middle of the island To deliver herself Her baby died She died A week ago last Tuesday It was a sad slow stupid death for them both Everybody knew, nobody said At a grotto In a field In the middle of the island It was a sad slow stupid death for them both Everybody knew, nobody said |
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