And when the dawn breaks through the drums start. beating the morning to the farm. your grimace widens and your lips part. sounding the silent alarm. and when the bells explode they scatter.
We will have a house in Tipperary. A cottage by the sea. A cottage on the prairie. A home for you and me. A house in Tipperary. A house in Tipperary. Where we can go.
Every single thing. Will only bring. Another sad solution. Every single hurt. Will only curse. Another substitution. . Everyone you meet. Secures a wretched seat.
I'm just a walkin' my dog. singin' my song. strollin' along. It's just me and my dog. catchin' some sun. we can't go wrong. . My life was lonely and blue.
There's a house down Willow Lane. Just a simple sea-side shack. Through the wind and pourin' rain. She wants you black. . There's a portal on the door.