
Date of issue: 16.09.2021
Song language: English
Dublin Blues |
Well, I wished I was in Austin in the Chili Parlor Bar |
Drinking Mad Dog Margaritas and not caring where you are |
But here I sit in Dublin just rolling cigarettes |
Holding back and choking back the shakes with every breath |
So forgive me all my anger, forgive me all my faults |
There’s no need to forgive me for thinking what I thought |
I loved you from the get go and I’ll love you till I die |
I loved you on the Spanish Steps the day you said goodbye |
Now I am just a poor boy, work’s my middle name |
If money was a reason, well, I would not be the same |
I’ll stand up and be counted, I’ll face up to the truth |
I’ll walk away from trouble, but I can’t walk away from you |
Forgive me all my anger, forgive me all my faults |
There’s no need to forgive me for thinking what I thought |
I loved you from the get go and I’ll love you till I die |
I loved you on the Spanish Steps the day you said goodbye |
I have been to Fort Worth and I have been to Spain |
I have been too proud to come in out of the rain |
I have seen the David, I’ve seen the Mona Lisa too |
I have heard Doc Watson play «Columbus Stockade Blues» |
Forgive me all my anger, forgive me all my faults |
There’s no need to forgive me for thinking what I thought |
I loved you from the get go and I’ll love you till I die |
I loved you on the Spanish Steps the day you said goodbye |
Well I wished I was in Austin, hmm, in the Chili Parlor Bar |
Drinking Mad Dog Margaritas and not caring where you are |