Тексты песен «Tossers»

Y'all's my greats, great My great, great granddad was a king A monarch stout and noble He surveyed this land so green And he said, "She's fair and humble" As far as the eye can see From Carrantuohill to Giant's...

No, I ain't never lift a shovel In my entire life In my entire life In my entire life I never lift a shovel In my entire life And that's a rule And that's a rule of mine Singin' tura lura laddy As I waste the day away...

You can be what you want to be. You can be whatever you see. Whatever in this world makes you happy. Don't listen to them listen to me. I don't care whatever you do, I just care that you'll be true. If you want to be a...

Sing homeland smile Our sad and lonely weakness will be gone for a while Sing homeland smile And give our motherland back her style Not across an ocean, not across a sea But in our own home town where you want to be...

Well we had a mouse right in our house and were afraid to move But I'd never trade that time we spent huddled up in the front room No chill or rats or poverty can quell my love for you Or for this dump we're standing in...

And there will be angels for you to see Ones who will love you, if you love them or not And you wont rely on fantasy, you'll be Strong enough to be And they'll sing for you when you don't want to hear And they'll carry...

If your reactions are reflecting immediate gratification, will you be happy continuing the way you begun? For If you're not already happy, then sadness may be all you have ever known. And you'll just have to learn to...

When my granda' met with Patsy Cline He thought he'd have a wonderful time She stepped on his foot and he did pine I'm none the better for dancing I'm none the better for dancing Down at St. Anthony's oh Well Jim if we...

Oh, poor old Dicey Riley she has taken to the sup. And poor old Dicey Riley she will never give it up. It's off each morning to the pub Where she goes in for another little drop Ah, the heart of the rowl is Dicey Riley...

I left my home, and I picked up a gun, Left the mountains and the valleys And the linnets sweet old song, In defense of Dublin City and Our Rights defense, it's true, For that is where we met, And I did it all for you...

Well I met her up on Leeson Street of a Tuesday afternoon In Summer's fallen colours, sulking back to school I asked her would she linger, and she asked me would she stay Would she keep a girl in company, drinking in...

Well here I am again In a foreign town where I know no one On another continent Well it's four o'clock and I'm with someone That I haven't met before But I don't feel like I should leave Well I might not find the door...

Tim Finnegan lived on Walkin Street, A gentleman Irish mighty odd well, he had a brogue both rich and sweet, An' to rise in the world he carried a hod Well, he had a bit of a timmlin' way with a love for the liquor poor...

Bred as we among the mountains how the sailor understands The divine intoxication of the first league out from land Endless sea I've chosen vast and desolate it may seem But it's the way we all choose to go, the idea...

So go down witch, go down Go down witch, go down For tho' you are my sister And although you are my mother And my cousin and my lover Go down witch, go down For you will not stay in servitude Your insolence is vile...

I'm going away But I promise to return some day But if I don't I promise to remember you And let us share a drink so that we can remember The way things were when friends were here together Cause our lives are made of...

Well, goodmornin' da, oh I'm in jail I don't need you to try for bail If I know ma, she'll scream and wail So just lock me up and throw away the keys Well, goodbye to my own Dublin dear And goodbye to old St. Brigid's...

Well, it's three o'clock at the end of the day Well, it's three o'clock at the end of the day Well, it's three o'clock in the morning gray Well, I'm alone and I'm very, very worried Well, all the bottles of wine have...

Well on the Fourth of July 1806 We set sail from the sweet cove of Cork we were sailing away with a cargo of bricks For the grand City Hall in New York 'twas a wonderful craft, she was rigged for and aft And oh, how the...

It was 1993 when my own true love and me and put the troubles from our mind So it's cause to celebrate Said your oldest dearest mate Said Johnny come have a drink Before ya's go and leave us all behind Now I look on...