Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song McCormack's Wall, artist - Glen Hansard. Album song Didn't He Ramble, in the genre Иностранная авторская песня
Date of issue: 17.09.2015
Record label: plateau
Song language: English
McCormack's Wall |
Well, I’ve not been honest, darlin', |
No, I’ve not been straight at all. |
Well, I beg your pardon; |
The night we jumped McCormack’s Wall |
I was so happy just to be with you |
I would have said anything at all. |
Now I could scream your name |
Till you do the same, |
But I know you won’t respond |
Well, here we are. |
What can we do? |
La din da… |
I’m gonna ride black river |
With the lark in the morning |
And the dew upon the dawn, |
Well, a-home we came a-crawling |
With our sickness and our song |
For all guitar makers; |
for the prisoners and the law; |
And the fine wine drinkers |
Who drank their bellies raw; |
And to all the good samaritans, |
Whoever found us in the dark; |
And to all who’ve been |
Or come between |
The lovers in the park; |
And to all the Ó Díomasaigh singers |
With their roots in holy ground. |
And forgiveness still lingers |
In the bells above the town. |
Well, here we are. |
What’s there to do? |
La din la… |
I’m gonna ride on black river |
Well, this is a song of drinking, |
And for a drink it will be sung, |
And I’ll sing it right, and I’ll say goodnight |
Unless they’re serving another one |