Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ringing That Bell, artist - Christy Moore. Date of issue: 21.11.2019
Song language: English
Ringing That Bell |
| Still they keep on ringing that bell |
| Through the blacked-out windows of my bedsit hell |
| From the steeple high they still taunt me |
| With all their smug impunity |
| Those bells ring with no guilt or shame |
| Resounding time and time again |
| The truth was told their numbers fell |
| Still they keep on ringing that bell |
| Through the blacked-out windows of my bedsit hell |
| Still they keep on ringing that bell |
| How I wish Justine was here |
| Grá geal mo chroí mo chuisle dear |
| When she left me years ago she said |
| She couldn’t live with the demons in my head |
| Sweet Justine my Brixton Queen |
| You never knew what they took from me |
| Some stories hurt too much to tell |
| Like the fire that only drink can quell |
| Through the blacked-out windows of my bedsit hell |
| Still they keep on ringing that bell |
| Still they keep on ringing that bell |
| As I count me coins for a bottle of Glen |
| I’ll get a drink in me and I’ll make a start |
| Declare to Christ and the sacred heart |
| All them sanctimonious pricks out there |
| From Letterfrack to St Peter’s square |
| From down in the burning pits of hell |
| Still they keep on ringing that bell |
| Through the blacked-out windows of my bedsit hell |
| Still they keep on ringing that bell |
| Still they keep on ringing that bell |
| Still they keep on ringing that bell |