McCormack's Wall 歌词

Well, I’ve not been honest, darlin' No, I’ve not been straight at all Well, I beg your pardon The night we jumped McCormack’s Wall I was so happy just to be with you I would have said anything at all Now I could scream your name Till you do the same But I know you won’t respond Well, here we are What can we do? La din da... I’m gonna ride black river With the lark in the morning And the dew upon the dawn Well, a-home we came a-crawling With our sickness and our song For all guitar makers for the prisoners and the law And the fine wine drinkers Who drank their bellies raw And to all the good samaritans Whoever found us in the dark And to all who’ve been Or come between The lovers in the park And to all the Ó Díomasaigh singers With their roots in holy ground And forgiveness still lingers In the bells above the town Well, here we are What’s there to do? La din la... I'm gonna ride on black river Well, this is a song of drinking And for a drink it will be sung And I’ll sing it right, and I’ll say goodnight Unless they're serving another one