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As I was goin′ over the Cork and Kerry mountains
I saw Captain Farrell and his money he was countin′ I first produced my pistol and then produced my rapier I said stand and deliver or the devil he may take ya I took all of his money and it was a pretty penny I took all of his money yeah I brought it home to Molly She swore that she′d love me, never would she leave me But the devil take that woman for you know she treat me easy * Musha ring dum a doo dum a da Whack for my daddy-o Whack for my daddy-o There′s whiskey in the jar-o Being drunk and weary I went to Molly′s chamber Takin′ my money with me and I never knew the danger For about six or maybe seven, Yeah in walked Captain Farrell I jumped up, fired off my pistols and I shot him with both barrels * Repeat Now some men like the fishin′ and some men like the fowlin′ And some men like ta hear, ta hear cannon ball a roarin′ Me I like sleepin′ specially in my Molly′s chamber But here I am in prison, here I am with a ball and chain yeah |
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Look out at the darkness,
And you will see, Just call my name and I′ll be there. You cannot touch me, You would not dare, I am the chill that′s in the air. (chorus) And I try to get through to you, In my own special way, As the barriers crumble, At the end of the day. Dark rivers are flowing, Back into the past, You are the fish for which I cast. And what of the future, What is to be, As the rivers flow into the sea. (chorus) Do not take for granted, Powers out there, Don′t step into the demon′s lair. Time is an illusion, Rising from time, Steep is the mountain which we climb. |
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Sound of gunfire comes through the night,
killing and hatred, it's a terrible sight. Reports come in of the heavy attack, Message is seen, we're moving back. Preparation are made for the journey back, It's a survival, supplies are packed. No more nights in this eternal hell, Destination is simple, we move out. killing time - You left from the line. killing time - Your turn to kill. killing time - What do you say? Killing time - Aaha, killing time. And he knew what he needed to keep us alive, No time for cowardice, kill and survive. Like a killer kid with a switchblade knife, Nasty word, he'll take your life. The silence is over, they attack again, killing and hatred drive me insane. Reports come in of a heavy attack, Message is seen, we're moving back. killing time - You left from the line. killing time - Your turn to kill. killing time - What do you say? Killing time - Aaha, killing time. Sound of gunfire comes through the night, killing and hatred, it's a terrible sight. Reports come in of a heavy attack, Message is seen, we're moving back. And he knew what he needed to keep us alive, No time for cowardice, kill and survive. Like a killer kid with a switchblade knife, Nasty word, he'll take your life. killing time - You left from the line. killing time - Your turn to kill. killing time - What do you say? Killing time - Aaha, killing time. |
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