Lyrics:
By and by, the days go on
I turn my head, a chance is gone
By and by, someday I'll learn
That ice is cold and fire burns
I don't believe in miracles
fitting for
New beginnings
I know you'll know
I know you'll know when
When Red Rover
Red Rover comes
Red Rover
Red Rover comes
I must go but it's so easy
spoken"
As Spring comes to Spiddal
The village girls go walking
By without their coats
The Irish gaelic college
Is alive again with folk
Framers
It's the kind of grey November day that washes away reflections
In the eyes of hotel porters
And the latticed wooden benches by the sea contain no
"She won't come, just when you want it.."
[Everlast]
Ya see I'm Irish, but I'm not a leprechaun
You want to fight, then step up and we'll get it
Hot shit (hot shit)
Mmm, I'm goin' down, down, baby, your street in a Range Rover (come on)
Street sweeper baby, cocked, ready to let it go (hot
Hot ish (hot ish)
Mmm, I'm goin' down, down, baby
Your street in a Range Rover (come on)
Boom, boom, baby, ready to let it go (hot ish)
the eye, the eye, the eye, the eye)
But when they approach you I'll keep them in line
By telling them oh boy oh boy oh boy you're mine
Certain
A gentle mist all heaven kissed
Like teardrops off an angel's wing
Don't you know you'll cleanse your soul
With a walk in the Irish rain
Oh, Katherine, take
a Rover, ducked in them rows meetin' quotas
Shorty bipolar, load her by cock I tried to told ya
When movin' the wrong direction ain't no flesh and then
done before
Like rover tracks on the desert floor
So don't come knocking on my door
Or you might come crashing down
When the sky itself has split in two
Tonight the brightest moon in a hundred years
Floods the streets of Rome and I am standing here
Wondering where the ghosts of Antiquity
Hide
I wished I had you in Carrickfergus,
Only for nights in Ballygrand,
I would swim over the deepest ocean,
The deepest ocean to be by your side.
thousands
Fled across the ocean wide
In the far off Choctaw nation
cs the dreadful news came by
Of death and hunger far away
Beneath an Irish sky
With hands
Shooting my load in me own left eye!
Gramps was a hero in the first World War
But he ain't got no dick no more
Comes home smokin from the corner pub
Makes
And the women they got frisky
By five o'clock in the evening
Every bastard there was piskey
Fare thee well, going away
There's nothing left to say
Farewell
outside
Sippin' Irish Moss and Guinness when I'm handlin' my business
You like it when I-, you finish the sentence
I like it when you top me in
Butterscotch Schnapps and Bailey's Irish Cream
She's a damsel in distress impressed with stylish things
Whatcha mean? (Chip, chop it up, shoot the breeze)
In
on the freezing streets
With bell and bowl she goes
People come to see the face
People come to feel the light
Of an Irish Girl
Everything in the world is new
They ain't ivy league so they more Irish Spring (woo)
Clean, I'ma come clean 'til I leather my leather (woo)
Paint on my nail but don't rattle my
I wished I had you in Carrickfergus,
Only for nights in Ballygrand,
I would swim over the deepest ocean,
The deepest ocean to be by your side.
mad friends with Benz's
C-notes by the layers, true fuckin" players
Jump in the Rover and come over
Tell your friends jump in the GS3, I got
there so keep waiting please hold out
No Irish goodbye, no lonely nights
You're the last thing in this town worth hanging onto
So, please
Don't leave
have passed us by since I've stepped foot on her land
I hear her whisper in the night come home come take my hand
Until I'm home again, I'll keep
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