Doolin 歌词

	Halfpints of Smithwick′s and boys from Dungannon
	Stones from the Burren and wise men of Aran
	Typical chimneys and chairs for the pipers
	A glen of a broken heart
	A red-haired tinker and a one-legged teacher
	Singing songs of Pete John for a musical preacher
	9 Germans beating their pour brandnew bodhráns
	No chance for a Gaelic harp
	[chorus:]
	The grasses still grow and the waters flow
	And the winds of the west they do roar
	The wild whippin′ rain and the ragin′ main
	Are knockin′ on Éireann′s green shore
	The cry of the seagulls rang over the cliffs
	There′s magic and peace in the air
	Take me away to Doolin Bay
	To the pride of the sweet County Clare
	Cheap Fish and Chips in the night near an old bridge
	Reels on a friday and days without slip-jigs
	There are 4 who share the room in the "Rainbow"
	Time is not ticking away
	Beautiful sights down the high Cliffs Of Moher
	Green grow the rashes and black is the color
	Small-talking barkeepers shouting out loud:
	"Weather will improve day by day!"
	[chorus]
	Time is up at half past eleven,
	8 P. for the bus from hell to heaven
	It′s 10 years ago I made up my way,
	so - please take me back to the bay
	where
	[chorus]

	Halfpints of Smithwick s and boys from Dungannon
	Stones from the Burren and wise men of Aran
	Typical chimneys and chairs for the pipers
	A glen of a broken heart
	A redhaired tinker and a onelegged teacher
	Singing songs of Pete John for a musical preacher
	9 Germans beating their pour brandnew bodhra ns
	No chance for a Gaelic harp
	chorus:
	The grasses still grow and the waters flow
	And the winds of the west they do roar
	The wild whippin rain and the ragin main
	Are knockin on É ireann s green shore
	The cry of the seagulls rang over the cliffs
	There s magic and peace in the air
	Take me away to Doolin Bay
	To the pride of the sweet County Clare
	Cheap Fish and Chips in the night near an old bridge
	Reels on a friday and days without slipjigs
	There are 4 who share the room in the " Rainbow"
	Time is not ticking away
	Beautiful sights down the high Cliffs Of Moher
	Green grow the rashes and black is the color
	Smalltalking barkeepers shouting out loud:
	" Weather will improve day by day!"
	chorus
	Time is up at half past eleven,
	8 P. for the bus from hell to heaven
	It s 10 years ago I made up my way,
	so please take me back to the bay
	where
	chorus

	Halfpints of Smithwick s and boys from Dungannon
	Stones from the Burren and wise men of Aran
	Typical chimneys and chairs for the pipers
	A glen of a broken heart
	A redhaired tinker and a onelegged teacher
	Singing songs of Pete John for a musical preacher
	9 Germans beating their pour brandnew bodhrá ns
	No chance for a Gaelic harp
	chorus:
	The grasses still grow and the waters flow
	And the winds of the west they do roar
	The wild whippin rain and the ragin main
	Are knockin on É ireann s green shore
	The cry of the seagulls rang over the cliffs
	There s magic and peace in the air
	Take me away to Doolin Bay
	To the pride of the sweet County Clare
	Cheap Fish and Chips in the night near an old bridge
	Reels on a friday and days without slipjigs
	There are 4 who share the room in the " Rainbow"
	Time is not ticking away
	Beautiful sights down the high Cliffs Of Moher
	Green grow the rashes and black is the color
	Smalltalking barkeepers shouting out loud:
	" Weather will improve day by day!"
	chorus
	Time is up at half past eleven,
	8 P. for the bus from hell to heaven
	It s 10 years ago I made up my way,
	so please take me back to the bay
	where
	chorus

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