Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Trip To Jerusalem / Two Reels: The Mullingar Races; The Crooked Road, artist - Christy Moore. Album song The Iron Behind The Velvet, in the genre Музыка мира
Date of issue: 31.12.1977
Record label: Tara, Universal Music Ireland
Song language: English
Trip To Jerusalem / Two Reels: The Mullingar Races; The Crooked Road |
I’m a stranger here from Ireland’s shore; |
I’ve been on the road six months or |
more |
Hikin', workin', travel in style; |
I’m a vagabond from Erin’s Isle |
My sunburned thumb stuck up in the air, many’s the lift from here to there |
Cars, buses, vans and trains, in the punishing heat, the snow and the rain |
Whack fol the diddle fol the diro day |
Whack fol the diddle fol the daro |
Mrs. Dolan, your son he isn’t workin' |
I came from Dublin to Jerusalem town, had a drink or two on the journey down |
At a railway station called Gare du Nord, I missed my train through garglin' |
hard |
Three days later in Napoli, on a Turkish boat I sailed the sea |
Slept in a hot hole down below, travelin' tourist class, you know |
When the Promised Land came into sight, the customs man gave me a fright |
«How much money have you got with you, Joe?» |
I bluffed and said, «Fifty pounds or so.» |
He said, «Shalom,» I said, «Good day.» |
Grabbed me guitar, got fast away |
Down to the dessert then I went, digging up history and livin' in a tent |
It was in the Gulf of Aqaba, I met some Paddies and we had a fleadh |
Danced through streets of Eilat Town, sang Sean South of Garryowen |
I was travelin', I don’t know, you pack your gear, get up and go |
Leave the crack for another bout, could damn well do with a pint of stout |