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As I went down through Glasgow city. Just to see what I might spy. What should I see but Nancy Whiskey. A playful twinkle in her eye. . Whiskey, Whiskey, Nancy Whiskey.
Last night as I lay dreaming. My way across the sea. James Mangan brought me comfort. With laudnum and poitin. He flew me back to Dublin. In 1819. To a public execution.
Long years ago I fell in love. With a lady proud and fair. So passionate were she and I. We made fire in the air. I loved her more than life itself. She loved me just the same.
There was Zombi, there was Chino. There was Jimmy and Chiarakaparos. We agreed to split the stuff up. At a Mexican funeral in Paris. Don Alvaro Jose Sanchez.
My Daddy was a sinner, but my. Mother was a saintly person. But I ruined my life by drinking, bad. Wives, taking pills and cursing. Rock and roll you crucified me,.
Well I remember the times you put me down on the floor. Spreading it around like a cheap little whore. But now you've finished with your fancy man. A skinny little runt from Birmingham.
Oh farewell you streets of sorrow. And farewell you streets of pain. I'll not return to feel more sorrow. Nor to see more young men slain. Through the last six years I've lived through terror.
I love you baby since we were at school. I didn't show it I was a fool. You were burning I was cold as ice. And baby now I realize. Oh yeah. . Yeah yeah yeah yeah (yeah yeah yeah yeah).
Here a tower shinning bright. Once stood gleaming in the night. Where now there's just the rubble in the hole. Here the paddies and the frogs. Came to gamble on the dogs.
When I was young, I watched the cars. When I was older, I drank in bars. When I was young, well, I chewed the leaves. When I was older, I drank with thieves.
You gotta walk that mile honey child. You gotta walk that mile honey child. Well, I'll show you what is hip. As we walk down Leeson strip. And I'll do it for the ghost of a smile.
Oh farewell you streets of sorrow. And farewell you streets of pain. I'll not return to feel more sorrow. Nor to see more young men slain. Through the last six years I've lived through terror.
Sit down by the fire. And I'll tell you a story. To send you away to your bed. Of the things you hear creeping. When everyone's sleeping. And you wish you were out here instead.
Ignacio lay dying in the sand. A single red rose clutched in a dying hand. The women wept to see their hero die. And the big black birds gathered in the sky.
Ah london you're a lady. Laid out before my eyes. Your heart of gold it pulses. Between your scarred up thighs. Your eyes are full of sadness. Red busses skirt your hem.
Finally found a place they could never reach. Sipping Singha Beer on Pattaya Beach. . Singha Beer, don't ask no questions. Singha Beer, don't tell no lies.
Christy Brown. A clown around town. Now man of renown. From Dingle to Down. . I can type with me toes. Suck stout through me nose. And where it's gonna end.
One summer evening drunk to hell. I stood there nearly lifeless. An old man in the corner sang. Where the water lilies grow. And on the jukebox johnny sang.