A keresés eredménye

Goodbye, Light of My Days

The days are too sad without you,
with a heavy heart I cry, woe is me.
I hear you down this hall and feel cold,
my little friend, I won't hold you anymore.
 

To Love You Every Day

I didn't quite take notice of the exact moment
that you arrived to awaken my love and give meaning to my life,
all of my life I've lived in the shadows, you are the light of my days,
I never allowed myself this feeling because I thought I was undeserving of it.
I've only lived through disappointment, I fear you'll be one more on my list,
my heart has prepared itself in case it should come to this,
if you throw away what I feel and you demonstrate it's the complete opposite

Prison Oakum

Oh I'll Sing The Praises Of The Barley Juice Forever And Ever
It's A Great Pity King George Had No Wish For It To Be Made
John Ford Being The Judge It Was He Who'd Educate The People
For It Was He Who Sent Me To Learn How To Pick Oakum
And Ramsa Dideldoram It's Prison Oakum
And That The Barley Juice Will Have The Young Men Picking It
Oh The Store Was Opened For Me And It Was Overflowing With Oakum
And I Took A Full Forkload Enough For A Month
Didn't I Set The Guards Around Me Laughing
When I Asked The Warden Who Was It That The Fur Grew On?
And Ramsa Dideldoram It's Prison Oakum
And That The Barley Juice Will Have The Young Men Picking It
The Irishman O’Donnell Is Asleep And Worrying
Didn't The Mice Attack His Oakum In The Night
And The Next Morning There Was Swearing In The Telling Of It
“By Dad” Said The Governor “The Whole Lot's Done!”
And Ramsa Dideldoram It's Prison Oakum
And That The Barley Juice Will Have The Young Men Picking It
And I'm Constantly Tired Scratching And Picking
Working For The Doorman Who Has A Thousand And One Keys
And He Could Open Every Single Door And Lock In Ireland
And He'd Send The Tinkers And The Moonshine Makers To Jail
And Ramsa Dideldoram It's Prison Oakum
And That The Barley Juice Will Have The Young Men Picking It
And I'm Miserable Every Sunday And Every Holiday
Walking In The Garden Going Round And Round In Circles
And The Tears Fall Constantly When I Consider
That It's A Bad Lot For Me To Be Always In This State
And Ramsa Dideldoram It's Prison Oakum
And That The Barley Juice Will Have The Young Men Picking It
And Ramsa Dideldoram Prison Oakum
And That The Barley Juice Will Have The Young Men Picking It